Courage...what am I afraid of?

A few months ago I wrote about a song that was on repeat in my car. Fast forward to the present...it is still on repeat. It still brings me to tears. As I listen, I see the faces of so many that I met on my journey. Those whom I care about. I pray they are well and I want the best for them. A portion of the lyrics are below:

Your pain has changed me Your dream inspires Your face a memory Your hope a fireYour courage asks me what I'm made ofAnd what I know of love

This week I have been focusing a lot on the idea of courage. One of those faces has recently re-entered my life. His story is defined by courage. It leaves me asking myself - if in the same circumstance, would I have the courage to respond as he has? What am I made of? What am I afraid of? 

I don't know the answers to these questions. But, I do know that my life has been blessed by those I met on the road and I am grateful when they stay in touch.

just Sheri, witness to courage