All of my heroes have suffered, been disrespected, rejected, and many of them imprisoned wrongly or killed. So why would I think something had gone terribly wrong when things go dark for me? Why would I ever expect an easy road? How can I fully explore my talents and capabilities if I am shielded from pain and disappointment?
If I want to be safe, small, sheltered, or live vicariously through a sports team or a movie star, I will reject the challenge. But I do not.
Deep in my chest I feel the noble core of a warrior: a warrior who wants to be courageous in spite of myself.
Me, the former chicken!
I choose courage.
I choose strength.
I choose to live.