I think about this verse often.
I also think about the Herb Brooks quote often; "Common Men go nowhere, you must be UNCOMMON".
Much of my life I raised my hand and said Send ME! Some I won, some I lost and some days it rained. I probably batted somewhere between .500 and .667 but I dang sure didn't win them all.
And sometimes I was a coward and backed up. Its those times I remember easily and they haunt me. The wins, I have to think about and sometimes I embellish them because they make for good bourbon story telling. So do the losses as I am not embarrased. I've taken ass kickings before and I like to tell young folks, its not how you WIN, its how you LOSE.
But the times that I slunk away from the fight or the job or the truth, well that bothers me and I shake it off with the excuse of me being just a common man.
In today's fight against GOOD EVIL RIGHT WRONG GOD SATAN who will be UNCOMMON? Who will raise their arm high to the LORD and say "Here Am I. SEND ME!"