C is for Courage

Welcome to day 3 of the A-Z blog I'm doing on the theme of Gratitude. Today is letter C for Courage.

We talked yesterday about belief, and how believing combats fear. We become afraid when we forget our blessings. So where does courage come from?

I do believe in evil, which isn't to say that my belief in it actually creates it, as some new-age thinkers would have us think. To understand evil, to accept that it exists, helps us to look at it right in the eyes and stand up for what is right. We call it doing the right thing. Not when it's convenient. Doing it when it counts. And it counts most of the time.

When my son was playing Little League baseball, I took him to a Saturday morning game with an opposing team they'd had trouble beating on several occasions. Before the game could start, I found my son and a boy from the other team rolling around in the dirt. Both coaches separated them, and benched them for several innings.

I was irritated during most of the game. When I took my son home, I let him know that we didn't act that way towards others. I dug for the reasons he had gotten into the fight. I could tell he was hiding something he didn't want to tell me.

And then he did. The other boy told my son, “Your mother is so fat, she needs her own zip code.” It was a funny comment, but my son felt obliged to avenge my honor. I was suddenly grateful I hadn't gotten more heavy-handed with him, although I made it clear I disapproved. And still did.

I'd never thought about what impact my being overweight had on my family. My son demonstrated courage to stand up for what he believed in. I got to tell him how much I appreciated his act of valor, even though displaced. And I got to look at some of my habits and how they hurt more than just me.

But none of this would have happened if he hadn't the courage to stand up to the bully from the other side. He made a stand against evil, and defended what he thought was pure and right: his mother. For that I am forever grateful.

He's still doing that today. I'm grateful for all the heroes, little and big, who stand up and do the right thing day in and day out, who don't capture headlines, but do it anyway.

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Taryn Elliott - April 4, 2012

Great post. Sounds like he's going to make an awesome guy someday. Totally hero worthy. 😉

Judy - April 4, 2012

Once you've seen the face of evil, you never doubt it exists.

What a sweetheart your son is! He learned it at home. 🙂

Seal of Honor on FaceBook had a quote today: Fear is a response. Courage is a decision.

    Sharon Hamilton - April 4, 2012

    Judy, thanks for that. I will think about this all day.

Danielle Ravencraft - April 4, 2012

Sharon, your son sounds like a great guy. You raised him right and should be proud. I agree with your post. I think courage is having the strength to do what you know is right even if it's scary or intimidating. If we don't show courage, those who do evil will prevail.

    Sharon Hamilton - April 4, 2012

    Thanks, Danielle. I know you to be a very courageous woman as well.

Grammy - April 4, 2012

Wonderful post and it shows your son has had good training from you and his dad. God bless you all. Keep up the good work.
Best regards to all of you.

    Sharon Hamilton - April 4, 2012

    Ruby, thanks for your warm blessings. As I did on day one with Angels, I am blessed way more than I can manage to screw up on a regular basis!

thelmaz - April 4, 2012

Visiting from the Challenge. Your story about your son's courage was wonderful. I hope to visit again.


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