The King of Kings Bled

When I was a teenager I listened to a lot of rock music, and I still love the electric guitar and an awesome rock beat. When I first started listening to Christian music I had a hard time finding good Christian rock. It seemed to almost be an oxymoron. The great Christian rock bands that I now listen to were just getting started and their music wasn’t easy to find.

One such band is Audio Adrenaline who, unfortunately, are no longer recording. I actually saw them live during their last concert tour. During that tour they announced it was their last because of throat and vocal cord problems the lead singer was experiencing.

One of my favorite songs of theirs is called “I’m not the king.” Humans have a tendency to want to be in control, to be king (or queen) of something. It might be as head of a big corporation, or merely our own destiny. Some dictators do whatever it takes to retain power of a nation. Others wield power within their family units or within their chosen profession. But whatever it is we are trying to maintain control over, that control is ultimately an illusion. We are not really the king of anything. The singer of Audio Adrenaline recognizes this in the song:

The king of rock, some say lives
The lizard king is surely dead
The king of France lost his head
The King of kings bled

I’m not the King I just sing yeah
I’m just a fraction of a thing yeah
I am not anything without the King of kings

We are nothing without the King of kings, Jesus Christ, in our lives. I’m not the king of this blog. What I write here is of no consequence unless I seek to be led by the Holy Spirit and to glorify the King of kings. I’m not the king of this blog, I just write, hoping that the King will be pleased.

 But why is it that I can’t be king? God created me with talent and intelligence. I have the ability to make decisions and to decide what to write. I am the one who hits the “Publish” button each day. Surely I can be in control of at least this small part of the world and not mess it up. Can’t I? Perhaps not.

If I were King I’d be unwise
For my brains aren’t King size
A King’s someone to trust and love
Like Jesus Christ whom I sing of

On my own, I do not have the wisdom to rule even this tiny blog. I do not have the power to save anyone. You cannot trust in me for your salvation and I have done nothing to deserve your love and admiration. All I can do is point you to the King of kings, who can save you and more. He is someone you can trust and love. He is Jesus Christ, whom I write of.

Do you have some kingdom you are trying to rule on your own? Are you finding that isn’t working out so well for you? Is there revolt in the streets or on the factory floor? Do things seem to be spinning out of control? The King of kings is there for you; you can ask Him to take control of your little kingdom and He will gladly rule it wisely and with love.

But you, man of God, flee from all this, and pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, endurance and gentleness. Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses. In the sight of God, who gives life to everything, and of Christ Jesus, who while testifying before Pontius Pilate made the good confession, I charge you to keep this command without spot or blame until the appearing of our Lord Jesus Christ, which God will bring about in his own time—God, the blessed and only Ruler, the King of kings and Lord of lords, who alone is immortal and who lives in unapproachable light, whom no one has seen or can see. To him be honor and might forever. Amen. 1 Timothy 6:11-16 (NIV).

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.

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6 Responses

  1. Linda . . .how you bless us. This post is amazingly full of Him. Audio Adrenaline . . . I have this one! I haven’t listened for so long but so, so loved hearing it again. And, I’m going to get a copy for my brother. He’s a saved rocker, who too struggled to find something he could relate to. Oh how you blessed me and now you will bless him too. And so many others. Like Ann . . .love you, Ann. Crying with you, just because He does stuff like that, joins us, connects us.
    Okay, going to go. Babbling. God bless you Linda , as you rock for your King!

  2. Thank you, Linda

    “Do you have some kingdom you are trying to rule on your own? Are you finding that isn’t working out so well for you? ”
    I struggled to put up this morning’s entry. I second guessed myself many times but I’m thankful God gave me the courage to schedule it.Because the King of Kings bled for me, I don’t have to carry the stones anymore.

    I’m thankful for His blood that covers my myriad sins. I’m thankful that His blood will cover me but I can’t drown in it. I’m thankful that His blood covers all and it’s a great thing to wear the mark of His stains.

    Linda, we have never met (at least not to my knowledge), but God has been doing something in my life through what I’ve been reading here and on the other blogs. I started my blog following a huge life crisis. I have been writing for years but I refused to go public. Now I read this : “What I write here is of no consequence unless I seek to be led by the Holy Spirit and to glorify the King of kings.” You have no idea…

    Thank you, Linda. May the blood the King of Kings shed cover us all. May the gifts He has placed in us so grow and multiply that others will want to know Him based on the fruit we bear.

    “The King of kings is there for you; you can ask Him to take control of your little kingdom and He will gladly rule it wisely and with love.” Thank you, Linda. I’ve given Him the stones.

    God bless you. I’m afraid to read the other pages I normally visit. I cry easily sometimes.

    On His Altar,
    ann

    • Ann, I always love your thoughtful and heartfelt comments. Although we have not met, I believe that when we get to heaven we will recognize one another. I believe that will be the case with this whole wonderful Christian blogging community. He has blessed me by what I have read at your blog and others, too, and is changing me, moulding me like clay. I’m not the king, but that’s okay with me. I know the King of kings, and that’s so much more important. Peace, Linda

      P.S., I know what you mean about crying easily. I sometimes read blogs on my lunch hour at work, or take a quick break when I’m feeling overwhelmed, but sometimes that backfires a bit as what I read brings tears to my eyes. Thankfully they are usually cleansing tears that I needed to get over the overwhelmed feeling. 🙂

      • Linda,
        Way back then the computers I knew had black screen with orange or green lettering. I didn’t know about the internet and the term blog did not even exist. 🙂
        Ministry and evangelism were done on a face to face basis… I never imagined there would be a time that God would use people I’ve never met to bring me this depth of encouragement from miles and miles and miles away!
        God bless you and all my blogging pals who’ve been faithful to share what God placed on their hearts .
        In His Service,
        ann

      • Ann, Times have certainly changed, but thankfully God has not. I sometimes think of all the bad stuff that happens because of the Internet and am reminded of Joseph saying to his brothers, “What Satan meant for evil, God has used for good.” God is using the Internet and blogs to spread His Word and His love where it might otherwise never have reached. When I look at my blog stats though a service I signed up for called Clicky I am always amazed to see that I have people reading my blog from places like Indonesia, Saudi Arabia, Australia, Japan, South Africa, and many others. It is really quite exciting what God is doing these days. Peace, Linda

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