There is a distinct difference between being lost in the woods during the day and being caught there after sunset. In the daylight, you can see the trail markers, map your progress, and avoid the tripping hazards. But when night falls, the familiar terrain transforms. The trees look like towering giants, the shadows stretch, and every rustle in the leaves sounds like a threat.
In life, we all experience these sudden nights. A sudden loss, a broken relationship, a season of deep spiritual dryness, or a valley of anxiety can plunge us into total darkness.
When you cannot see even two steps ahead, panic tells you to run blindly, while despair tells you to lay down and give up. But there is a third choice—a quiet, fierce choice: Courage. It is the stubborn bravery that whispers, “I don’t know where the road ends, but I am going to take the next step anyway.”