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Topic: Fire-fighter (10/05/06)
TITLE: The Bumbling Sir Hector
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Sir Hector, the Good Hearted, took hold of his servant's arm to steady him. “What is it, John?”
“It's, it's a two-headed dragon! Breathing fire, Sire!” The usual jolly old man looked quite distressed, so much so, he forgot to step away from his master.
Sir Hector squared back his shoulders, and puffed out his chest. A proud knight he was, but the intake of so much air set him to wheezing. Sputtering, he held on to John's arm and bent over in a coughing fit.
John turned his head away, covering his face with his free arm against his master's most unpleasant breath. It seemed Sir Hector's lower teeth from the right side of his mouth went missing. Seeing as how he was not too keen on personal hygiene, he left most who were in his presence, quite uncomfortable and pale. Women simply fainted away, and men made sure to bow slightly off center, and to his left.
By now, Sir Hector had recovered. He flailed his arms. “Well, don't just stand there. See to my armor.”
“But, Sire,” the rotund servant protested, “did ye not hear me say he's breathing fire? You're armor...twill just melt away. And ye'll be burnt like the fat on a roasting wee pig.”
“Nonsense, my doubting servant. Did David back down from the mighty Goliath? Did Samson quake in the presence of the Philistines? No, I say, and neither shall I! Be off.”
Now, Sir Hector's renown was far and wide throughout the territory, albeit not for coveted reasons. Known as the bumbling Sir Hector, he was not the brightest knight in the kingdom, nor was he the best with a sword. When it came to jousting, he barely stayed atop his steed. But as for his heart? Well, that was a different matter. For he wholly trusted God in all of his affairs, save, of course, for the condition of his breath.
While John ran to do the bidding of his master, whispering a prayer for their deliverance, Sir Hector climbed the ladder to the top of the surrounding wall. Standing above the gate, he scanned the country side for signs of the dreaded beast. He watched until he saw a puff of smoke escape the rocky entrance to a near by cave. A blast of fire followed.
The knight jumped, for the flames nearly singed his graying beard. He turned, looking for John. “Ahh, he'll be too long in coming,” he muttered to himself.
He climbed down the ladder, drew out his sword, and crept along the wall to the side door. Once outside, he circled the cave and inched up to the entrance.
In the mean time, John hurried back, only to find his master gone. Huffing, he climbed the to the top of the wall. Seeing Sir Hector by the cave, he threw his hands over his mouth, and dropped the armor.
Sir Hector cringed, covering his ears at the sound of his armor crashing to the ground. His sword clanged against the cave. The ringing echoed for a solid minute. When he opened his eyes, his servant was still on the wall with his hands over his astonished face.
“Get down!” Sir Hector mouthed, waving at his servant to retreat. But John, riveted by fear, couldn't move.
The dragon, hearing the noise, issued forth a challenge. His fiery breath left the knight's armor soft and puddly. The blast sent the servant sliding down the ladder; his feet never touching a rung.
At the same time, Sir Hector stuck his head in the cave and roared back, “Be gone, devil of the darkness!”
A quaking John peered between the slats of the gate, just as Sir Hector ran into the cave. There were terrible wailing sounds, and the dull thud of metal. Then silence.
For years people avoided the foul smelling cave, unaware that Hector's breath had overcome the beast. Little did it matter. The brave knight, who gave God the glory, was known from that day forward as Sir Hector, the Fire-fighter. And John, his faithful servant, never again questioned his master's abilities.
Ephesians 6:10-12 Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of His might. Put on the whole armor of God that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. KJV
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