The word meeting me in my coffee shop spaces and in the quiet corners of my life is "brave". Everywhere I look I see it. It's like it's beckoning me, challenging me to be it. To be brave. I can't escape it.
In both the secular and the christian realm the anthem of bravery is being shared out loud. Just a few examples I've encountered over the summer:
Bethel's amazing album "You Make Me Brave" You can listen to the title track here.
Anytime I'm in any store anywhere I hear Sara Bareilles sing "Brave".
The MOPS theme for 2014-2015 is beautifully "Be You Bravely". (EEK. This makes me want to lead MOPS again! What a GREAT theme!)
Author/speaker Annie Downs just released her book "Let's All Be Brave".
It comes from friends who say "Do that thing you want to do. Just be brave and do it."
It lands softly in my spirit in the morning as I'm getting ready to face the everyday.
I come face to face with it, with moving on in bravery or choosing to stay in my comfort in choices I make every day.
People think that I am brave but I am not. I am comfortable in things that might appear to need a measure of bravery. I don't say that to be arrogant. Quite the opposite. The truth is I skip over bravery quite easily because it appears as though I live brave when really I just live in the confides of my comfort. It's easy for me to do certain "brave" things but if it's easy to me then I'm not really brave at all. Are you following?
The past 6 months or so I have been challenged to leave behind what is easy for me. To open my hands even more to everything the Lord desires to give and take. Giving and taking... oh it has happened. The undoing of my will and my pride continues daily. It has been glorious and frustrating all at once.
So why say all of this? Because I want you to know and I want to know and I need to say it. I need to say out loud that I am done just noticing brave in the spaces of my life. I am done making awkward grins and glances and waving as the opportunity to do life with bravery passes me by.
I am letting go of my control. The unwinding and undoing might take my lifetime, but I am embracing brave and stepping out into deep waters and trusting the only One who makes me brave. He has given me desires and passions that I dared not to pursue in the past because I was afraid of the unknowns and the outcome. I
My God has gone before me and is calling me to be brave. Not just for the sake of bravery but for His glory. That glory that is bursting to come forth that I have made small by my fear.
He won't lead me where He will not go and THAT is all I really need to know to be brave.
Changes on this small space of mine coming soon. Stepping out into some unknowns...would you please come with me?