My son and his singing group were honored tonight by the school board. They received a gold at the state choral ensemble competition and they earned the praise. It really was quite an accomplishment, especially since this was their first year as a group.
My son’s outfit was the perfect choice for the award. It was also appropriate for the Madrigal singing group, of which he is a part. He loved the outfit and even said that he was sad to have to turn it in. You could tell, it fit his youthful mindset and his inner personality.
But watching him strut around in the velour robe and high-top boots reminded me of something I’ve forgotten over the years: Sometimes it’s good to swagger.
After all, we were born to be Kings and Queens.
But somewhere along the way, life becomes burdensome, our memories become hazy, and our royal demeanor diminishes.
Over the decades we allow mortgages, car loans, countless hours of work, home repairs, and medical bills to distract us from our true calling. We carry responsibilities that are too heavy and mundane and in the process, our shoulders sag under the weight.
But in truth, we were made to live larger. We were designed to rule our lives, rather than allowing our lives to rule us.
Unfortunately, we’ve forgotten to wear the cape. We’ve failed to lace up the gauntlets. We no longer think to tighten the belt another notch and move forward with purpose. We’ve forgotten that we are royalty; rulers of our own land and throne. We have abdicated our position to the cares of this world and the search for riches and treasure. We have failed to pursue the grand adventure that awaits us all. We’ve forgotten that we must throw off the shackles that bind us and rush forth as one with authority and power.
After watching my son tonight, I desired nothing more than to lay aside my burdens and walk with pride and purpose, as is my royal privilege. And, by Jove, I intend to do so!
Now, where did I put my crown and sword?