Seth’s World View

Sin. A archery term originally refering to ‘missing the mark.’ Picture a young Robin of Locksley. He’s aiming for the bullseye. He shoots a few times, but is short a few inches from his target. He sighs. “Oh well, I tried.” Occasionally he would drop by and shoot a few more arrows. Most of the time he fell short of the mark, though once in a while he hit the bullseye. On these rare occasions, he would pat himself on the back, sit back, and look at his handiwork. He could try to duplicate his efforts of course, but then he might miss. A few weeks later, he would begin again, but never for very long. It takes too much effort to be consistent, after all. If this was his story, he never would have become Robin Hood.

That, however, is how I live my life. I want to hit the bullseye, and there are times when I do, but most of the time I am content to be close. I don’t experience the victory of winning the tournament, and bringing glory to my king. Heck, half the time I don’t even qualify, and when I do, it’s enough to just be there, but I don’t aim to win. When you know deep down inside you were meant to be an archer, and only pursue that path half-heartedly, it is disconcerting.

I am a squire for my Lord. To become a knight requires discipline. Only through obedience and by passing the tests can I become a knight. I so much desire to go on a grand quest with my Lord, but only knights can do that. This squire has studied enough to know the answers, but will he have courage? Will he work hard enough to be a master archer? Will he be a man of honor, chilvary, and passion? Will he obey the commands of his Lord? Thus far, the answer has been no. When I should be a knight by now, being a squire is no longer an honor. I want to be Sir Dupre, Knight of the Realm, Servant of the King.