As a kid I would daydream that I was like Rapunzel--only my parents weren't evil and we weren't hiding in a tower...We were part of the Norwegian royal family and we were all hiding in Scotland for security reasons. Yes I would imagine myself to be a hidden Norwegian princess. Our identity had to be hidden until it was safe to return home. I'm not sure what it was about being a princess that I secretly longed for--the status and authority? A belief that all princesses are gorgeous? A huge wardrobe?
A couple of years ago, all my childhood dreams came true--I found out that I really AM a hidden princess. I was reminded of this recently as I was getting ready to pray in Bethel's healing rooms (another post for another time). I sat down and heard the Father say (not audibly but in my head)--"remember who you are". Then I had a picture (in my imagination) of me sitting next to the King of Kings with a crown on my head. All fear left me. I had the authority of the King with me. I felt like I could do anything. I actually felt more solid. Now my royal status isn't by birth but by adoption. I've been adopted into the King's family, with Jesus as my brother and God as my Father, all of heaven is behind me.
So my thought for today is "Remember who you are." Whatever you are doing and whomever you are doing it with whether at work, at home, you are not alone. You are more significant than you could imagine, more loved than you will ever experience, more powerful than you believe and the King of Kings is on your side.