Choose to Take the Journey

The man had a dream. At one time, he even believed in his dream. He took action towards realizing this dream and with each step he took, he could smell the sweet aroma of victory filling his nostrils. But something happened, something that would forever change the course of his life.

He had had setbacks before. He had had self-doubts before. He had had words of ridicule rain upon him like arrows upon a shield held high. Except this time it was different. Someone had taken aim straight for his heart. And instead of keeping his shield up, he lowered it, allowing the arrow to pierce his chest. This time, when the enemy said, “You can’t do it,” the man agreed with him.

The man will return to his village, concealing his scars as if marks of shame. He will tell everyone that it was not his fault. That the wind was not in his favor. That he was never that interested in battle in the first place. Never interested in glory. He will proclaim that his dream was unrealistic, and that giving up was his only option.

Many average men are felled in this way. The others will nod their heads. They will show him their scars and speak almost boastfully about the impossibility of their own quests. They will affirm him and he, them.

Meanwhile, there will be whispers among the women of another man… One who has been pierced in the heart. Stabbed in the back. Mentally bludgeoned. And brought down to his knees. Yet this man, the superior man, has gotten up time and again. He has not come home because he has vowed not to do so until victory or death.

When the superior man first took up arms, would-be warriors surrounded him in droves. But the longer the battle kept up, the fewer combatants could still be found beside him. He carries on because he knows that glory demands sacrifice. That starting means finishing. And that giving up is not realistic at all.

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