When I was king for a day...

There was a time when I was king for a day and the world was a completely different place. This is what it was like on that day...

It is a hard place to imagine and in a realm of which scarcity of souls have ever know. I was the mightiest that had ever been, yet the humblest servant only but a lonely few had previously accompanied the presence of. Owning it all, nothing was below me and none were forsaken a simple meal or dialogue with the least of everyone. Each day was the utmost glorious celebration in simply living another day and the most perfect array of cherry blossoms continually rained down from the heavens above.

Of my riches, they did not follow the traditional sense. I had learned it was not from coins that true happiness is derived. The many hands of the kingdom were not wrought with blood, sorrow, or sadness but the love of Jesus, for that is where true wealth can be gained. For every man, woman and child to know his love was the kingdoms quest. And the first question some may wonder, what we did with those that rejected the kingdoms mission? An offering twice the previous sum of love and then some forgiveness, because truly that overcame all. I was not above sweeping streets in front of every house or offering all that I was to any in need. Service was the foundation we built this kingdom upon and other places hardly compared.

The churches within were all but agone except the steeples which remained. The great bell towers proclaiming the glorious sounds of accompaniment with musicians abundantly upon every corner. With great joy came this praise and I would like to think it passed through the Earth to all of the heavens above. The father proudly glancing down with a large grin strewn across his face. We finally understood it's not about the church made of mortar but instead the church made of hands embracing one another.

Kingdoms far and near lined up at our gates to be a part of the bliss and when they left it was known from whence true joy does commence. Taking it back from where they came was the most wondrous part of all. Imagine... the whole world changed because of our small province? Wars ceased to exist and this revolution was bigger than any that had come before or since. The world surely was different the day I was king.

It's so sad it only lasted a day because the people made me face my end all too soon, just a day after I became king.