New from Billy Crockett: "COURAGE”

The Story:  A man gets his morning coffee and, in that little shop, there is a barista who winces a smile and says two broken words in a language that might be English.  He leans-in to listen.  And there is enough humanity in that encounter to recalibrate his imagination.  He sits down and writes this song.  “I can feel your courage,” he says.  
And he thinks about his own.

From Billy: On a regular morning in an urban coffee shop, this song came instantly.  Why did this small encounter make such a mark on me?  I think it was simply the surprise of courage.  It was the dark horse in the race.  Against the odds, when the heart is fierce and its purpose clear, it shines.  It's striking in the small frame—not just on the battlefield but in everyday chance meetings.

Your Responses

It’s early morning here in New Zealand
far from the woes of the world... How fortunate we are
—John Knox

Powerful song. It melts my heart 
and I hope it travels the world and 
melts down barriers everywhere.
—Tom Belinoski

I have been sitting with your song—letting it move
through me like that quiet courage you sing about. 
The kind that doesn’t announce itself with trumpets, 
but just… shows up. 
In the soft clothes of an ordinary day,
in a coffee shop, in a glance that stays 
a beat longer than expected. You catch that moment 
where the heart, against its own history, 
dares to lean forward instead of pulling back...
Dares to cross the bridge
—Clayton Aynesworth

What if we had more courage to 
reach across that bridge? This is beautiful and brave.
—Lora Lee McCullough

Two friends from Russia had a baby girl in May. 
She’s in school and working. He does 
incredible portraits. Their courage is eye opening. 
—Kathie Carlson

After my husband’s death and through the grieving, 
I kept living, quivering smile and all. 
Friends in-person were reviving.  
Your song did that for me, too, today.  
—Paula Gilbert

This song honestly moved me. It just blew me away. 
I listened several times just to feel it again 
and again, and to live the scene in my head like I was experiencing it myself. You took me there.
—Kelley Brenner

There's so much humanity here, so much beauty. 
I love the way the narrator actually sees the barista — [it’s] a wonderful lesson in living intentionally, 
in paying attention. 
—Mike

This is my favorite of anything you’ve done. 
It is clear and powerful and personal. 
Yet touches something universal. We are all on our journey of courage, especially now. 
—Deb

Tears of hope that my road is one of compassion 
to recognize courage and to respond in kind.
—Lanna Johnson

Today I am reminded that the real magic and 
blessings in life come through our humanity 
and our interconnected compassionate hearts. 
—Ceci Zuniga

So clear and powerful. Deeply personal.  
We are all on this journey, especially now.

I get the chills listening to it. Thank you for putting beautiful messages into our world.
—Sarah

I forget that there are many people who live 
every second with courage because circumstances demand it. Your song, in a beautiful way, 
reminds me that it is exactly the immigrant, 
the poor, the infirm, the forgotten 
who have to show up with courage...  
Keep turning the world upside down for the Kingdom.
—Cynthia Kepler-Karrer

I have a friend 
undergoing the deportation dance right now. 
So, it can't come too soon. We need the bridges. 
We need to have our hearts connected.
I don't know where God fits into all of this either. 
I guess He's here. IDK. 
Thank you for wanting to make the world better. 
I know I’m better for it. Blessings be.
—Tom Kamrath

A gentle reminder for me 
to keep my eyes and heart open 
for so much of what is hiding in plain sight.
—Bob Bennett

Such heartfelt determination. This feels so essential now.
—Jess Wright

Our friend’s husband was returned leaving her and their children here, How do you explain that she is not given to a spirit of fear but of courage and love and determination? Your tender and thoughtful song mines multi-layers in search of what is needed up against this harsh world.  
—Steve