Start Over...Again.

Lately I have been thinking how hard it would be to do something without the will to get up and try again. We were given the strength to not give up for a reason. He wants us to make a difference in the evil world out there. They say we are a chosen generation. Maybe I'll give it a shot.
So here I go. I'm going to stand up. I'm going to go change the world.
But how to do it? Do I stand on the side of a street and hold a sign protesting whatever the current issue may be, or do I run for something in the community with the hope of making a difference? No. I stand a little taller, I smile at the sad looking lady across the aisle. I set an example, even if I don't think someone is watching, because someone always is. He is.