Last night, inspiration hit me while watching the second movie of the Lord of the Rings series. The warrior Aragorn approaches Eowyn, a beautiful woman and niece of the King (who also has warriors heart) as she is swinging a sword. This is their conversation:
Aragorn: You have some skill with a blade.
Eowyn: The women of this country learned long ago, those without swords can still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.
Aragorn: What do you fear, my lady?
Eowyn: A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.
Aragorn: You are a daughter of kings, a shield maiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate.
Nor will it be mine.
I am thankful that I don't have to live life in a cage of fear. I'm thankful that I'm still young enough that the chance and desire for a life of valor are not yet beyond me.