Yes, you can.

When you are a soldier
I will be your shield
And I will go with you into the battlefield
And when the arrows start to fly
Take my hand and hold on tight
I will be your shield
Cause I know how it feels
When you are a soldier

When you're tired from running
I will cheer you on
Look beside you and you'll see
You're not alone
And when your strength is all but gone
I'll carry you till your strong
Oh, I will be your shield
Cause I know how it feels
When you are a soldier

I will be the one
You can cry your songs to
And my eyes will share your tears
And I'll be your friend
If you win or if you're defeated
If ever you need me
I will be here

When you're lost in darkness
I will hold the light
And I will help you find your way
Through the night
I'll remind you of the Truth
and keep the flame alive in you
Oh, I will be your shield
Cause I know how it feels
When you are a soldier

When You are a Soldier by Steven Curtis Chapman

When I lived in Marin County, California, I used to go running with a friend. My friend was about 16 years old, a bit younger than me, a bit more energetic than me, and she had quite a bit more stamina than I did. She was a sweet friend, though, and went running with out-of-shape old-lady me anyway. We ran a beautiful trail in a place called Tennessee Valley, which is a series of hills that lead to a beach. I can remember one of our running excursions in particular. I was so tired, so winded, and really wanted to stop. Melissa, my running partner, said, "Let's just get to the top of that next hill and then we can walk." The top of the next hill! That is the hardest part! I was thinking to myself that I could never do it. I said to Melissa, "I can't."
She said, "Yes, you can," calm and steady, and you know what? I did it. I made it to the top of that hill.

I've been staring at the top of a hill recently, and have been thankful for faithful friends who have come alongside me and told me, "Yes, you can," when I insisted that I could not.

Never underestimate a gut instinct to encourage someone or pray for someone without knowing why. Chances are, if you feel that someone might need an encouraging word, you are correct. And anyway, how can it hurt for someone to hear, "I love you," "I'm praying for you," "You can do it," "Be encouraged."

So many have believed in me when I did not believe in myself, found me worthwhile when I found not much of anything worthwhile, and sent me encouragement and prayed for me at my lowest moments. May I only ever do the same for others.