Shrewd as snakes and harmless as doves – let’s be what He wants us to be.
“In the year of our Lord 1314, patriots of Scotland, starving and outnumbered, charged the fields of Bannockburn. They fought like warrior poets. They fought like Scotsmen. And won their freedom.” – “Braveheart”
“Every man dies. Not every man really lives.” – “Braveheart”
While visiting the William Wallace Memorial in Stirling, Scotland, I was filled with a sense of awe. These courageous men and their passionate quest for freedom were not just a great story dreamed up by a film producer – they were real men who bled, and died, for the chance to be free.
Since the moment I heard it, I’ve been captivated by the line, “they fought like warrior poets.” I’ve spent time mulling this over in my mind. What does it mean to be a warrior poet? And isn’t this the kind of life we’ve all been called to live?
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