“The Crown. Why do I hide it? No. The question is, “why would I wear it?”  Me. The Crown should be worn by the smart, the beautiful, the brave. That’s not me. Why would He give me such a thing? Something so powerful, so beautiful, so amazing, when I’m just me? There is a small still voice that keeps whispering, ‘just ask Him already.’ And then, I hear laughter.

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