I suppose Christian courage has always looked somewhat peculiar. The examplars of our faith are the martyrs. Our heroes are great on their knees, not the battlefield. Our courage resides in the smile of a seasoned saint, in the prayers for patience of a struggling father, in the compassionate confidence of a young pastor. It’s courage to confess and courage to forgive. It’s courage to be disciplined, to be molded, to follow. It’s courage to kneel, pray, receive, and welcome.