If There Were Piñatas in Narnia, Would They Be Talking Piñatas?

I assume most, if not all of us have had a piñata at a birthday party or other frivolous social function. If not, I sincerely apologize for your deprived childhood. Anyway, the point behind a piñata is to put on a blindfold, become disoriented, and then swing a bat around in hopes of finding the prize. This is very much like the plot of The Voyage of the Dawntreader.

Here you have a bunch of testosterone driven men blindly seeking glory that they don't know the location of, or even if it is there. Okay, so it's not as stupid as that sounds; Caspian is looking for the men that his uncle Miraz sent away for being loyal to his father in hopes to restore them to their rightful places or avenge their deaths should they have passed on. And since they will probably be a great deal out to sea by the time they find these men, they figure they might as well go to the ends of the world.

Still, it's pretty ballsy to sail into the sea without any affirmation that they will ever find another land where they can rest and restock. This could prove problematic but the crews' love for Caspian and desire for adventure and renown does a good job of keeping their spirits high. The appearance of Edmund and Lucy... and Eustace.. also acknowledges the fact that Aslan has taken their venture into mind. And though there is some dismay among the crew off and on, they faithfully continue on into the wild, blue yonder. And when worse comes to worst, by putting their hope in Aslan, they miraculously make it out of some pretty sticky situations.

I have the notion that this blind devotion to their leader and their mission is not unlike Christian faith. As Christians, we are supposed to follow, like a child, a leader we love even though we cannot see our goal or have any proof that there is a final destination other than his word. Also, just as the people among the Dawntreader relied on Aslan in their greatest moments of need, so we as Christians have learned or been told that the Lord will provide for us in our darkest hour. And as they learned on the Dawntreader while stuck amid The Dark Island, some hours can be quite dark. But even then, when they had lost all hope of seeing light again, Lucy cried out to Aslan and he appeared as an albatross engulfed in light to guide them out of their nightmare.

So I guess the gist of my story is that being a Christian is like being at a birthday party? .... and that Christ is a piñata?....