"C'est Moi!"

Self Confidence: Remember Who You Are and From Whence You Came

I love the movie Camelot. As I reflect back on my life, I remember several "Camelot" memories. Each of us is making those memories.

Here are a few of mine:

Dating your mother and getting engaged
Raising young children and our wonderful vacations together
Sunday night crepes as a family
Acting as a family in the Hill Cumorah Pageant - three summers
Touring France as a family while picking up Justin
Creating a company in Canada from scratch and the excitement of success
Taking people on Church history tours and the family-like bond that was created
Working with missionaries for that first "white Christmas" when we topped 100 baptisms
Working with missionaries as the mission topped 1000 in 2007
Seeing your mom's slide shows
Seeing your slide shows on the blogs
Seeing the slide shows of the family growing up

We must not be proud, but we can be self-confident as we reflect upon our roots and from whence we came. Consider the self-confidence of Sir Lancelot. Also remember what happened to him later in the movie when he became too confident and did not live up to the standards of purity and righteous that he had set for himself...yes, Camelot crumbled.

However, there is the memory of Camelot at its peak.

LANCELOT:
Camelot! Camelot!
In far-off France I heard your call.
Camelot! Camelot!
And here am I to give my all.
I know in my soul what you expect of me,
And all that and more I shall be.

A knight of the Table Round should be invincible,
Suceed where a less fantastic man would fail.
Climb a wall no one else can climb,
Cleave a dragon in record time,
Swim a moat in a coat of heavy iron mail.
No matter the pain, he ought to be unwinceable,
Impossible deeds should be his daily fare.
But where in the world
Is there in the world
A man so *extraordinaire*?

C'est moi! C'est moi, I'm forced to admit.
'Tis I, I humbly reply.
That mortal who
These marvels can do,
C'est moi, c'est moi, 'tis I.
I've never lost
In battle or game;
I'm simply the best by far.
When swords are crossed
'Tis always the same:
One blow and au revoir!
C'est moi! C'est moi! So adm'rably fit!
A French Prometheus unbound.
And here I stand, with valour untold,
Exeption'ly brave, amazingly bold,
To serve at the Table Round!

The soul of a knight should be a thing remarkable,
His heart and his mind as pure as morning dew.
With a will and a self-restraint
That's the envy of ev'ry saint
He could easily work a miracle or two.
To love and desire he ought to be unsparkable,
The ways of the flesh should offer no allure.
But where in the world
Is there in the world
A man so untouched and pure?
(C'est moi!)

C'est moi! C'est moi, I blush to disclose.
I'm far too noble to lie.
That man in whom
These qualities bloom,
C'est moi, c'est moi, 'tis I.
I've never strayed
From all I believe;
I'm blessed with an iron will.
Had I been made
The partner of Eve,
We'd be in Eden still.
C'est moi! C'est moi! The angels have chose
To fight their battles below,
And here I stand, as pure as a pray'r,
Incredibly clean, with virtue to spare,
The godliest man I know!
C'est moi!

Activity:

Identify those wonderful memories you have had of the Camelot-like times in your lives.

Make a scrapbook of those memories or a slide show.

Share the memories with your siblings and with your family.

Remember, who you are and from whence you came.