Doing Courage as a Verb
I am surrounded by a little boy, his brothers and their father who embody the courage summoned to walk into a battle you were drafted to fight. Where there is no question as to the necessity of your next step, even if that step takes you straight off of a cliff. Courage, here, takes the hand of Trust, and somehow, someway, together Courage and Trust help you make your way.
But day by day, I am learning about another manifestation of Courage. I am learning more and more about the warrior’s world of which Pema Chodron writes where we rejoice in the ordinary and allow every day good-fortune to inspire our aim.
Rejoicing in ordinary things is not sentimental or trite. It actually takes guts. Each time we drop our complaints and allow every-day good fortune to inspire us, we enter the warrior’s world.
~ Pema Chodron
Consider the courage it takes to drop our complaints and to allow every day good-fortune to inspire our aim.
Last week, I had the privilege of watching my little warrior, Brennan, take the mound and pitch in the last game of the season. The Green Jackets were losing, and with one batter to go, Coach McGhee summoned Brennan to the mound. Although the official record books reflect that the Green Jackets lost this, their last game of the little league tournament, every heart on the field and in the stands recorded a different story.
A story not of complaint over calls and the unfairness of the loss, but a story filled with rejoicing at the guts of one little boy.
Answering Coach McGhee’s call, Brennan took the mound and went straight about the work of communicating with the catcher in that secret language of head nods and shakes I have yet to learn.
I held my breath along with everyone in the stands, Would he be strong enough to get the ball over the plate? Oh please, let him get the ball over the plate.
With the same determination he summoned to press on every day of the last five years, Brennan initiated his wind-up. Never mind that this was the first time he had pitched in a game. The courage he embodied relayed the message to all that he was born for this moment, this ordinary moment.
Brennan released the pitch.
The ball lobbed through the air and suddenly dropped into the catcher’s mitt.
We all went mad!!
Rejoicing in the ordinary.
For the rest of the evening, we had the courage to drop all complaints and allow the every day good-fortune of one boy pitching a strike to inspire us.
Living a life rejoicing in the ordinary every day moments is becoming as necessary as breathing for me.
Another miracle in a life of miracles.
Get in on the action.
Get a little Rowdy and do courage as a verb.
Have the courage to step toward an unknown horizon of a challenge you must face. This might be a difficult decision about a health issue, career issue, financial issue, or relationship issue; this might be the decision to publish your first blog, begin teaching that class, or offering your services to the world in a new way; or this might be the courageous decision to see and rejoice in the every day good-fortune life constantly presents us.
All it takes is doing courage as a verb.
The decision to be a miracle worker in your own life.
And if that little boy can do it, our Pilgrim Souls can, too.
XOXO + Press on,
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