Courageous is not one of the characteristic traits I would readily use to describe myself. And, honestly, I don't feel bad saying it because it shows me and you just how much I am dependant on God in my life to be brave. Without Him I would be a cowardly mess.
Courage is displayed around us everyday.
We see it in the heavily clad men racing into a burning house to save a life.
We see it in the police officer pulling over a speeding vehicle, not knowing who or what awaits from the interior.
We see it in our military men and women deployed to war torn countries, having no idea if they'll return home to family and friends.
And we see it in the professional athlete who takes a tumble and hobbles to the finish line on an injured leg, in a determination to complete the race. (Yes, I watched the Olympics too)
More so, we've seen it in our Saviour. What courage, to live out 33 years of His life knowing He faced the cross, our sins and death.
Courage does not look the same for every one.
We are not only courageous when we put on a uniform and head out into danger.
Acts of courage can just be making the decision to get out of bed. It might be speaking the truth or standing up for what we believe in.
It might be a willingness to take the first step in starting something or even to finish what we already started.
Joshua 1:9 tells us "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go."
Courage takes us out of our comfort zone and calls us to take a risk but it is a risk worth taking when God promises to be with us wherever we go.
It doesn't mean fear is absence but we face what we need to in spite of it.
This is me being courageous
Needing God to keep me from running and hiding when I need to stand bold and be strong.
Needing God to help me focus on Him instead of on the craziness of life.
Needing God to help me live in the truth of His word instead of listening to the lies of the enemy.
Needing God to remind me sometimes I just need to stand and be still.
Needing God to help me live out my story and inspire others on the journey.
Yes, needing God.
Despite the sweaty palms, the pounding heart and the upset stomach....I want to be courageous!
I want to discover what it is to truly dare to be His.