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Heads and the hair upon them have always had symbolic importance. Most of us, in our toddler days, probably gave ourselves a haircut or treated one of our siblings to a new “hairstyle.” It was something that we had to do, almost instinctively. Hair may be curled or straightened, colored or spiked, augmented or transplanted, cut or shaved, teased or greased. Headdresses feature precious stones, gold chains, feathers, and wreaths of leaves and flowers. Whatever we do with our hair or put on our heads, we’re trying to make a statement—about honor, dignity, power, rank, rebellion, or whatever.
Unlike a hat, which has a basic, functional purpose, the crown is strictly symbolic. It surmounts the top of the body, adding height. Thus it signifies preeminence. During coronation ceremonies a priest or some religious functionary presides over the moment of the placing of the crown on the monarch’s head. The king or queen thus acknowledges allegiance to God, a connection that once guaranteed them their “divine rights.”
A diadem is a special kind of crown—sometimes a plain white fillet (band) but often a richly ornamented headband. Favored by the ancient Persians, the regal symbol was adopted by the ambitious Alexander the Great (356-323 B.C.) for himself and for his Greek successors. Scholars have also translated Isaiah’s metaphor of the “diadem” as a “wreath of splendor,” a miter, or a turban. In any case, the entire East recognized the diadem as a symbol of honor and royal dignity. Instead of sitting on top of the head, the diadem securely bound the forehead and hair. It would not easily be lost or dislodged, even in the heat of battle.
Jesus has presented Himself not only as the king but also as the high priest authorized to crown kings. Finally, we discover that He Himself is the crown—not just another crown, but a diadem. Because He binds His church together, Christians should wear their faith with pride and dignity. Since Christians on their knees can see farther than an atheist atop a ladder, we have nothing of which to be ashamed—not when Jesus confers the honors of heaven itself upon us. He is our beautiful diadem.
Jesus, my days are long and ordinary. I have little claim to distinction. But I have accepted You, and You crown my life with beauty and peace.
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