I am building my own kingdom,
My glass towers in the sun.
Full of hurry
beyond my widest imagination.
I am focused on me and my wants and desires,
What works for me,
What helps me,
What promotes me,
What gets me to the next step on the proverbial pyramid of life.
When I get there, wherever there is, what do I have?
Can that buy me peace?
Can it remove shame?
Can it lavish me with love?
Can it make me happy?
What do I really want?
When is pushing,
scurrying around like the chicken with her head cut off
I’ve witnessed the murder of the chicken
so I could eat it fresh breaded and
fried in Grandma’s iron skillet.
So good and yet, something had to die
so that I could have food to live.
For me to live something has to die.
What is death?
It is the ceasing of existence.
Where something once was,
it is now gone.
This is what must happen with the Kingdom of Me.
There should never be a Kingdom with my name on it.
A monument to myself should never be erected.
It should never exist.
Yet isn’t that my American Dream?
Is that what I want?
Do I want to be glorified?
Do I want to be lifted up for all the world to see?
Do I want the world to cheer at my accomplishments?
The Kingdom I try to build may not be much.
It may be just be a small glass castle
complete with furniture, vehicles and a two-car garage.
But it’s the Kingdom I worship by spending
all my time and working hard to keep.
It’s my Kingdom,
but it’s a Kingdom that must fall.
It must come crashing down.
It has to die.
I have to die because there is something greater than me
that must live.
Only then can I have real abundance in life.
Real life isn’t building the Kingdom of Me.
It’s building His Kingdom,
A Kingdom where we all can live in
It’s a Kingdom of unity.
It’s a Kingdom of purpose that is for all people, not just me.
It is not me that should be lifted high.
It is the One who died that we all might have real life.
The life He gave me
I willingly lay down for Him to be glorified.
I want Him and only Him to be lifted high so that His will,
not mine, is done in my life,
So that we all can be one people joined together with Him
In the transparent city where all will be trustworthy and true
Where everything has been made new
Where everything flashes with the brilliance of jewels and gold.
Where everywhere we look are expressions of marvel untold.
In that Kingdom we will finally see everything as clear as day.
Because His glory is our light and our mainstay.
I see it clearly and cry for that day to come
But the Kingdom is here and now and it is for me and for you
When we live for Him instead of the stuff this life brings
It is available when I dare drink from His river of life.
It is available only when I enthrone Him as my only Lord and King.
Then the Kingdom of me will crash and burn to ashes
So the Kingdom of God can reign in all its beauty,
glory and splendor in me.
Lord, Your Kingdom come.
Your will be done
On earth as it is in