Every night when I let my dog out I am attacked by a swarm of moths, mosquitoes and other creepy winged pest that are drawn to the light at night. For this reason I dread opening my back door at night. Yet I still keep the light on. To me the security that the light brings by piercing through the darkness of my huge backyard is more important than turning it off, because of a few pesky bugs. Even the security of sitting in my living room and being able to look out my window and see that there is no one in my yard, is enough to never turn off that light. However, there are many people who would just turn off the light until they need it. Some would even stop using the light altogether succumbing to the overwhelming intrusion of pest.
This reminds me of a deeper issue. At my school our goal is to inspire, teach and help others become warrior protectors. We are constantly integrating lessons of how to grow strong and use that strength as a way to help others. However, the lesson of how to share strength and protect would not be complete without the lesson of understanding that when you do good the recipient or those around that recipient may not always accept it. A teacher and friend once told me “that with some people you can do everything right to help and still be seen by others as wrong.” To some that is a foreign concept, but to many great individuals this is a common occurrence. Where would our nation be if every time doing right became tough, great individuals gave up out of fear of bodily harm, slander, oppression, etc?
I had a student whose sister was being bullied at school and so he taught his sister to get into a strong defensive stance and use her voice assertively to yell “stay back leave me alone.” He told her that the next time this boy bothers her, she was to do this. A few days later the boy went to bully her again and she followed her bothers guidance. Her performance was so powerful the boy began to cry. The boy was so hysterical the teachers first thought the girl hit him, but when the truth came out they where all amazed and inspired by her non-violent display of strength. However, their first original impression was that she was wrong.
I had another student who saw a girl being bullied at school by three other girls. While everyone was watch this young victim being pushed around by three aggressors my student stood up and positioned her self between the victim and her attackers. The attackers threatened her and told her to move out of the way. However, my student refused to move. The aggressors eventually backed down, but the truth is that this could have turned out bad in so many ways and it is always encouraged that youth get an adult involved as soon as possible. Ultimately these girls now look at my student as a person to heckle and she bares that weight because of her choice. When her parents told me the story in her presence I asked if she was okay with these girls now seeing her as an issue? Her response was that “it’s not fun but I did the right thing.”
There are forces in the world that search for brightness, but not to get inspired by it or to become a part of it. Instead these forces seek to attack and extinguish that light. When you are a good person doing great things in the world, if you choose to be a warrior protector you must always realize that not everyone will see the truth of your amazing brightness. Some will heckle you and some will even try to quail your light. Just like the light on my porch we have three main choices (not the only choices), let the bugs win and shut of the light; go through the hassle of moving the light somewhere else, or accept the bugs existence and find a way to insulate yourself from them (so they don’t interrupt your life as much) while allowing the light to stay on and shine.
Will you turn off that light and give in to the will of those forces that may swarm you, or will you shine even when it is not convenient? The path of the warrior is tough but for the benefit of self. The path of the warrior protector is an arduous one but for the benefit of others.

