Last night it popped into mind that the previous post about Her Majesty’s Christmas broadcast omitted the pertinent part of her hereditary title: ‘Fidei Defensor’ – Defender of the Faith!
STOP, PAUSE, REWIND < < back 500 years…and then fast forward > > to 20th Century England.
‘Fidei Defensor’ was the papal honour bestowed on young King Henry VIII in 1521 for his literary defence of the sacraments (ie. including marriage!) and papal supremacy against Protestant ideas of Martin Luther. However, lack of a male heir to the throne and Henry’s desire to remarry brought a break with the Roman church. That Latin title was revoked but Parliament then conferred ‘Defender of the Faith’ upon Henry VIII and subsequent monarchs as protectors of the Anglican faith in being Supreme Governors of the Church of England; that is, above the Archbishops of Canterbury and York – see Wikipedia.
Consequently, in my humble opinion Her Majesty’s message could be regarded as being an apologia, or brief expository defence of the Christian faith. And so we may surmise how this complements related prophetical material and I suspect more pieces of the Lord’s invisible jigsaw pieces are falling into place.
>> to 6 decades ago
A little nostalgia now: I recall a very small toy model coach with team of horses as a gift from my grandfather in preparation for celebrating the Queen’s coronation on 2nd June 1953. There was also model scenery between which to drive the golden coach. Parents and family were getting excited. My father made a large heraldic shield coloured in the Union Jack, from which three similar but small flags could proudly fly when hung outside our house. And he even bought a television and invited neighbours to watch the whole event in black and white vision.
A few years later my school teacher proudly told the headmistress about a story I’d written along with my picture of a RCMP ‘Mountie’ on horseback chasing a criminal – ‘The Mountie always gets his man!’ Consequently, he won a bravery award from Queen Elizabeth II in person. This story may have been inspired by TV cowboy stories and accounts of her state visit to Canada in 1956.
> > to 4 years ago
What I felt in my spirit upon hearing the recent Christmas message and the evening’s news announcement was so similar to what I was sensing during and after our visiting Royal Windsor in Berkshire in 2011. For some reason the view of the castle from a few miles away in the Great Park caught my attention. (Little did I know that Dr Sharon Stone and husband Greg were relocating to Old Windsor.)
That impression was noted in ‘Paws 4 Thought’ of 28th June 2012 when blogging about A special town in the Thames Valley (note photo of cloud of UK over town). Therein, I refer to my chat with Sharon in February of that year:
“After talking about her class in Windsor an image of the Castle’s famous round tower came to mind. This was followed by the notion that its crenellated battlements looked like the teeth of a giant cogwheel which could fit into some sort of invisible socket where earth could get plugged into heaven.
“It’s a little hard to explain, but then the thought dropped into mind that such engagement would enable the heavenly kingdom to ‘wind up’ our earthly kingdom, or ‘queen-dom’, for the Lord’s purposes (eg. revival) – rather like putting a key into and winding up a clockwork toy.”
I’d suggest we keep these musings in mind when considering current prophetic words for the United Kingdom.