The Crown

Yesterday was Father’s Day. Just three days out from surgery, I was still groggy from anesthesia and the aftershocks of the trauma. It was also my first real taste of life with only one working arm—a frustrating glimpse into a long road of healing, with six months and the “joys” of physical therapy ahead. Sigh.

Still, there was a bright side.

I was thrilled to host my daughters, a son-in-law, and all but one grandchild at my house for the day. The pool was open, the sun was out, and I was surrounded by my favorite people. I’m always in my element when the kids are near.

We shared a delicious meal and laughed—just like we always do when we’re together. I watched my sweet grandchildren being their adorable, unique selves, each in their own special way. And as I sat there, I marveled at how beautiful, bright, and—well—perfect they are.There, I’ve said it.

Shaded under an umbrella near the splashing pool waters, two fans blowing hot air over me, I had a moment of self-pity. I wished I could jump in and join the silliness. Then, my wife handed me a crown for my head. I had to laugh. Why not?

After a long day of sunshine, games, and far too many amazing desserts, half of the family packed up and headed home. Later that night, I awoke from a dream—something about a crown, about parents and children. Still in that glow, I got up from my temporary bed—an adjustable recliner—and walked to the computer.

I opened Bible Gateway.

It led me to Proverbs 17:6:“Grandchildren are the crown of grandparents, and parents are the glory of their children.”

At first glance, the meaning seemed so simple. But I’ve never taken Solomon or the scriptures as simple. These words are God-breathed, living, and active.

So, I read the verse again and again, across different Bible versions. Though the wording shifted only slightly, two words stood out: crown and glory. They weren’t chosen lightly—especially not by a king who understood their weight. And when we look ahead in scripture, we see that these are what the faithful receive from the King of Kings in the end.

I’m no Solomon. I can’t say in two lines what he could. But I do believe his wisdom points to a divine order—a reward for those who teach their children about their Creator, who live out their faith authentically, and who give their best to raise children in the way they should go.

Today, I feel that glow. I celebrate the temporary crown I’ve been given—containing five of the most dazzling jewels God ever created.

Happy Grand Father’s Day.

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