The strength of his heart was the strength of his gift, and his heart was broken. When one falls and breaks their heart there are few ropes strong enough to pull them back onto their feet. But one is hope.
The mind is a fragile and beautiful thing; and it is so easy to trick oneself into believing a falsity in order to relieve a burden or pain. He told himself that he was afraid of the pain in the voices he heard. But he had fallen down and broken his heart and perhaps it was his own pain that he feared. He needed to be thrown the strong rope of hope so that he might stand again and listen to the voices. Because when one listens they begin to care. And when one cares their heart grows bigger than they could have ever believed possible and stronger than they would have imagined. The strength of his heart was his strength itself. His gift was to carry the burdens of others and in doing so he became the strongest of them all, because he had strength in his heart to hope, even for the world.