For the Days You Don’t Feel Brave

IMG_7516Today feels different.
Not one thing has dramatically changed from last night until this morning…excepting my wild hair.
But I woke up feeling brave.
Which is wacky if you really knew my laundry list of Things I Should Be Worrying About. It might leave one rather wobbly in the knees.
I know this is the way of it for many.
If not sooner…then surely later.
But today?
It feels like truth of all my circumstance is settled on the surface, like a thousand crepe myrtle petals floating on top of the water in our backyard.
Today I understand I have Purpose and there is no doubt in that and the vulnerability it requires is cheap compared to the value in the joy of my work.
I know I can do the hard things like take time to teach my children, say no to things that don’t serve my character, or return kindness for being treated less than.
It feels like I can cheer others on in their run and it wouldn’t dare occur to me to compare our strides and it brings me joy down deep to know we are together in the same race.
Today I am loved in a way I don’t have the capacity for imagining (John 3:16) and I don’t have to earn it or try to keep it by being a very good girl (Titus 3:5).
Out of the wildness of that?
It gives me the courage to love others truly and well and outside my own comfort. (1 John 4:19) but I also understand I really won’t die if they just don’t like me (Galatians 1:10)
I understand there is a high probability of my making a mess of this fresh, good day.
And even that?
Even that will work in my favor. (Romans 8:28)
I know that I am the result of God’s best work and this day has been prepared full of care and is busting with opportunity just for me (Ephesians 2:10) and all I have to do?
Is simply take it.
I can do anything. (Philippians 4:13)
I didn’t exactly feel like this yesterday. There are just some days we forget, aren’t there? The truth settled on the surface often gets buried by the dirt of life pressing down on us. It’s still there…just harder to see at times.
For the days we don’t feel brave?
Not one thing has changed…
Except our choice to live as though we believe.
Be brave today, Friends.

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  1. Kathy | 22nd Sep 15

    Needed this today. Funny thing is I could have written this myself or something like it . I came to the beach for a few days to stay in a condo where my husband and I have stayed the last 4 years. He passed away very unexpected about 9 months ago. I was eager to get here and found by late yesterday afternoon I might have made a mistake. I didn’t feel brave. I found myself wondering what I was thinking as I watched couples walking hand n hand on the beach. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning and began to read His word and write. I began to feel comfort as if a still small voice was saying trust me. I’m sitting out now on the deck watching the sun come up. Have already had a walk on the beach this morning with Brave.

    • | 22nd Sep 15

      Kathy. Teary reading your words…I wonder how you could ever think you are anything other than brave. All I see is brave from here, friend. Even if I don’t see the other side of what you are going through…I see you walking on that beach and my heart…at your bravery. I have often thought about writing something called The Bravest Woman I Know…and it was after coffee with a friend who had lost her husband and how she continued to live and love and try…That would be you, too. With you today, sister. Thank you for your sweet, sweet words….even they stir me on to be braver…it’s another way God works sweetly, isn’t it? Praying for your time on the beach.

      • Kathy | 22nd Sep 15

        Thanks Melissa for your kind words of encouragement. I’m writing a lot and was given three words the night before my husbands funeral that will show up again i feel like. It’s definitely the hardest journey I’ve ever had to walk out. He truly was my knight n shining armor. Keep up your great work. I’m trying to get a blog going but struggling in that area. Maybe you could guide me. God is ABLE

  2. Andi | 22nd Sep 15

    I love this. God has been working on me about being brave. I’ve spent a lot of time praying that I would realize the power of the Holy Spirit within me. Been listening to “Holy Spirit” by Francesca Battistelli (sp?), “Same Power” by Jeremy Camp, and “You Make Me Brave”…can’t remember who sings it right now. I dare you to listen to these songs and be a shrinking violet. Lol!

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