This is Courage. That moment when you're scared as heck and your heart hits the floor... yet you stand up when everyone else sits down. Step forward while everyone else steps back. Something inside puts its hand on your shoulder and says to your heart, "It's time." It may be destiny, or fate, or chance, or something beyond us all… but this is where you are set apart as that which no other is or can be.


This is Courage. Silence unmatched, it speaks no words. No voice does it have, nor sound possess… but it whispers by night, shouts by day, and rides the wind like a chariot on fire. It lives in deep places we thought we remembered, or pray we'll never know. It watches us; ever guarding, ever following, ever standing. Never does it falter and never does it faint, for its power transcends all else.


This is Courage. It's what rises inside you when you can't stand on your own. It's what gathers air for you when you can't breathe anymore. It's what makes up your army when you're all by yourself. It's the sword to the unarmed, shield for the defenseless, song of the silent, and light in the darkness. It'll steady your hands, strengthen your heart, break your chains, and keep you strong… and once it moves you, it never lets go.


This is Courage. When it enters, the earth trembles and mountains move. At its touch, sparks become flames.  Drops become waterfalls in its hand. Whispers become anthems as they drift on by. All fears are silenced in its majestic presence, and darkness shatters at its feet, to brilliance. It's alive and it's here, can you feel it? It follows your footsteps, placing its feet in the grooves left by yours, never far behind and never, ever gone. Lest you stop, it continues through you and stands in front...


And you stand up when everyone else falls down.


This is Courage.