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What does it mean to meet the moment?��

Is it a blade of grass breaking through blacktop?��

A wild mustang outpacing the herd just to show the world what wonder looks like?

The student athlete hitting the game winning shot as the clock expires?��

Is it the desire to achieve when the chips are down?��

Or, is meeting the moment the palm tree that survives a hurricane, wilts like a flower, and then rises back to meet the sun?��

The mamma pigeon who protects her nest, flicking her wing at those who try to steal her eggs?

The good Samaritan who, on pure instinct, runs into a burning building to save a child?��

Is it the suppression of fear that meets the moment?

What connects the blade of grass that breaks through concrete and the tree that survives the hurricane?��

A lack of fear?

Or a desire to connect with community?��

What does the pigeon protecting her eggs have in common with the horse running out in the field?��

An undying belief in themselves?��

Or is it care for those around them?

What does the athlete who sinks the final shot have in common with the good Samaritan?��

An ability to rise to the occasion?

Or is it a desire to help their community thrive?

Could it be that love of community transforms fear into resolve?

And, if resolve is the glue that binds the blade of grass with the pigeon and the horse with the good Samaritan and the student athlete with the mustang, can we find resolve simply by loving those around us?

Perhaps, then, the way we meet the moment is by learning how to love our community.

A blade of grass breaks through blacktop to find another blade waiting for connection.��

A horse breaks free from the pack and then the herd catches up.

A player is carried off the court on her teammates’ shoulders.��

A tree rises to find its fellow trees looking on approvingly.��

A pigeon grooms her hatchlings as they discard their shells.

A Samaritan greets a grateful family, still intact.��

Resolve meets the moment.

And community��

makes resolve��

possible.