You’re fierce yet fragile. You see open doors of opportunity within your grasp but you navigate them carefully and stealthily. Not every door is for you. You know this because you’ve stepped through a few before that you shouldn’t have.
What’s behind door number three? you wondered. Only to find that behind that door was no prize. You won’t waste your precious time like that again. You know your value now, so you demand better of yourself.
Now, you understand the prize of patience. You believe that waiting is pro-active. Why? Because within a season of stillness, there are treasures to be found.
Preparation for soaring like an eagle.
Deeper fellowship with comrades.
All of these are brought to the table in the midst of the wait. It’s in the quiet that you drink deeply from the well of creativity and peace. The noise of the world’s demands are silenced and you can breathe fresh, clean air— and that freely.
The stale is gone, the new has arrived. You can smile at the sky above and earth below as you walk forward. You have no fear of the future, because you know who holds it.
The warrior knows that in every grown-up there remains a child. Therefore, time for play, laughter and fun are paramount. The warrior cannot live without it.
Remember that love, joy, peace, patience, gentleness, goodness, humbleness, kindness, and self-control are really battle tools. Wear your armor. Not to keep love out, or to harden your heart but to enable you to take your stand. You don’t even have to fight. You just have to stand. You don’t require any other weapons. Having done all that is required of you, just stand strong in the strength which is a gift to you. With that, you will win.
Warrior, don’t forget to love yourself as much as you love others. Know where you belong for that is enough.
The warrior is you.