The Journey

Robed in weakness disguised as "strength": the only problem was.... it was my own. I thought I was clever, I even had a plan. I had set out to climb mountains, tackle giants and slay lions, I thought I had it all figured out. I set off on this journey alone, it was just me and my shadow on this treacherous road. But when I arrived at the mountain it crumbled on me. When I met my giant it stepped on me. And when I faced the lion it devoured me: alone, broken and defeated I fell. Just then a Mighty Warrior appeared. He was clothed in white garments and in His right hand He gripped a gold Sword. With His left hand He reached for me and helped me up. He fed me and gave me Water to drink, He cleaned my wounds and wrapped them with strips He torn off His own clothing. 

As we sat together talking under a peaceful sky a second lion appeared out of no where! His ferocious eyes focused on me, I was frozen in fear as he prepared to ponce on me when the Warrior pulled out His Sword and without a flinch or a blink He cut through the beast injuring him and causing him to scamper away. It was all clear to me now, I knew what I've been missing. I cast off my robe that made me believe I was strong and in it's place I accepted the Sword the Warrior was handing me when he said, 

 "Now that you have been nourished and have rested with me, go on your way. Continue on your journey, but you must take this Sword with you because more mountains, giants and lions await you." 

So I continued on my journey, once again it was me and now a Sword, but when when I looked down I didn't  see  just one shadow but now there were Two.