Here’s my take on a Teddy Roosevelt classic.
Let’s talk about real courage. That’s when you step into the arena—fully seen, fully vulnerable.
Maybe your bruised, bloody, beaten up. But you’re still in the game. Still trying. Still daring.
We will all fail. Sometimes spectacularly.
But faith always fills the hearts of those who can keep fighting for something that matters.
And even if you fall—especially if you fall— fall while daring greatly. That’s what separates the brave from the bitter.
The critics will never know the ache of that effort…or the power of rising again.
So if it feels like you’re in the arena today—imperfect, perhaps bloodied, but there—Remember this:
You are ultimately judged by the number of times you can fail, and keep fighting.
