Hold it...

I have this image in my head of that scene in Braveheart where Mel Gibson tells them to hold the line...hold it... hold it...

Which is funny cause I have never even seen the movie, but I feel their anticipation, I feel every single nerve in my body trying to hold me back, trying desperately not to leap forward and fight! Trying not to yell at the top of my lungs and catapult forward in a moment of intense readiness!

In my head a contradiction unfolds that will hopefully settle into the ultimate reality.

A warrior doesn't stand in the absence of fear ready to draw the sword in full protection of the armor.

A warrior doesn't glide on the surety of victory into a new day of peace.

 

A warrior is the one that stands up before an invincible army, against staggering odds, in the blistering sun when all is set and done... Ready to fight the fight.