👑 Scroll of the Crown: The King’s Voice Never Goes Silent Again

There was a time I swallowed my truth

because I thought silence was safer.

A time I let fear muzzle the man I was becoming.

A time I mistook peace for passivity

and silence for strength.

But silence is not strength when it protects confusion.

And peace is not real when it costs your voice.

I used to believe being misunderstood was a curse.

Now I know, it was the classroom.

Because the version of me that needed to explain

wasn’t rooted yet.

And a King without roots

is just a storm waiting to happen.

So no,

my voice will never go silent again.

Not because it’s loud.

But because it’s aligned.

📖 “Woe to me if I do not preach the gospel!”

— 1 Corinthians 9:16

📖 “Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves… defend the rights of the poor and needy.”

— Proverbs 31:8–9

📖 “Then I said, ‘I will not make mention of Him, nor speak any more in His name.’

But His word was in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones;

I was weary of holding it back, and I could not.”

— Jeremiah 20:9

Let this be the line in the dirt:

I will never again silence truth to soothe dysfunction.

I will never again withhold wisdom to protect someone else’s comfort.

I will never again stay quiet just to keep the peace.

Because false peace is a cage.

And I was not crowned to be quiet in captivity.

Let them say I’m too much.

Let them twist the tone.

Let them walk away if they must.

But the King’s voice

is not for applause,

it’s for assignment.

🪞 Crown Mirror Reflection

1. Where have I mistaken silence for spiritual maturity?

2. Have I quieted my voice to avoid discomfort or rejection?

3. Am I speaking from alignment, or from approval seeking?

4. What truth have I buried out of fear it would be misunderstood?

5. What happens to those under my leadership when I withhold my voice?

🗝 Final Reflection: Your Silence Isn’t Noble if It Protects a Lie

The enemy would love for you to stay quiet.

He would love for your mouth to close

while your crown collects dust.

But you weren’t anointed to be agreeable.

You were anointed to be aligned.

The truth doesn’t need to shout.

It just needs to stand.

Measured by conviction.

Fueled by wisdom.

Backed by heaven.

Let it pierce.

Let it clarify.

Let it lead.

Because the next time you’re tempted to go silent

ask yourself:

Did God give me this voice just to bury it in fear?

Or…

To resurrect a generation with it?

Your voice is part of your crown.

And a King who doesn’t speak

leaves his people wandering.

So speak,

not to control the story.

But to carry His name in it.

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