You make me brave
"If ever there is a tomorrow when we are not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe." A.A. Milne
Ever felt God whispering a new theme for your life? Cause that is totally what God is doing for me in my right now. Wanna know my theme? What He is speaking all over the place? In my friends? In my children? In my marriage? In my unknown-to-me wide open future??
Brave.
He is whispering to me that I am brave.
Okay, so wow. Yeah. That seems insanely opposite to what I am feeling. Pretty wild considering this is the tee-totaliest-ly weakest point I can ever remember in my existence. I am weak and needy. And He says,
"I tell you the truth, anyone who doesn't receive the Kingdom of God like a child will never enter it." Mark 10:15 NLT
Like a child. Children are the neediest. Seriously. Hang out with my kids if you have any doubts of this absolute truth. (I suppose that is why letting go of mine feels like death to a enormous part of me.) Jesus says in Matthew 18:2-4 "become like little children... anyone who becomes as humble as this little child is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven."
Here I am, feeling like the universe's most complete wuss and He tells me, "dude, that is my desire for you" (Yes, I totally can imagine God saying "dude" to me.) I can also totally hear Him call me "beloved" so it's all good.
Letting go of two of my four daughters so close together has brought all the emotions in my life to what feels like a sheer cliff. If I close my eyes I can completely envision myself, right there, quivering while trying to peak over the edge. Just so you know - I am terrified of heights. Yet, here I am standing on the edge of something I fear more than anything. I suppose in my reality God is using that sheer drop off within my immediate view and reach to open the eyes of my heart to learn to trust Him more.
On this edge He is whispering to me, "Beloved, you are brave."
Brave because you don't back down. Brave because you keep moving in a forward motion. Brave even when you are too tired and scared to move forward but still you aren't shrinking back. Brave because your eyes are wide open looking over the edge. Brave because you aren't giving up. Brave because you trust Me.
Sometimes even to live is an act of courage. Lucius Annaeus Seneca
A person I love is going through something complicated. She treasures me enough to allow me to know her story. As we recently cried together while she shared her story, she held my hand and we prayed. Do y'all know that I have huge hands? It is one reason I try to keep my nails long, because when they are short they look like man hands. Anyhow, this person is teeny in stature. Just a little bit of nothing, y'all. Too cute! I think God has given me this particular teeny tiny person to love because I just adore itsy bitsy people. Not children necessarily or even dwarfs (though I can imagine if I even knew a dwarf I would totally find them irresistible), but little big people. Little adults. (I am beginning to feel embarrassed that I am totally spilling all my ridiculously weirdo ways in this post.) So there we were. My big ole man hand holding her preciously small one. And I thought this chick. This chick is brave. Fierce. Maybe it is her teeny-tinyness that helped me see who she really is? Cause when I think of her in my mind all I can see is brave. She's afraid and weak and wounded. And I see strength. Strength as she stands on the edge of her sheer cliff holding tight to Him. Trusting Him with her past. Believing in her brokenness He sees beautiful. Embracing her future and inviting me to share in her present.
It was in this moment where her bravery was so blatantly displayed God whispered to me He sees me the same way.
Brave.
This is the ticket:
"On the day I called to You, You answered me. You made me strong and brave." Psalm 138:3 EXB
I am not brave alone. Neither is my preciously little friend. It's not my strength I find in me. It's not her strength I see displayed in her.
"The Lord is my strength and shield.
I trust Him with all my heart.
He helps me, and my heart is filled with joy." Psalm 28:7 NLT
It's His strength in me. In her.
Wait up now y'all. Hold on to your seats cause that isn't all of it. It gets even better!!
"those who trust in the Lord will find new strength" Isaiah 40:31 NLT
Don't you just love it?! Can I not get an amen?! He doesn't just give us strength in Him. As if that isn't totally enough? He gives us NEW strength. Not used up second hand stuff. New. Perfect. Just for me strength. Just for her strength.
Just for you strength.
You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the love that made a way
Amanda Cook, Bethel Music
I am brave. Brave in finding beauty in my past. Brave in finding new strength in my present. And bravely embracing Him in full trust for my future. Even a future on the edge of my sheer cliff.
Ever felt God whispering a new theme for your life? Cause that is totally what God is doing for me in my right now. Wanna know my theme? What He is speaking all over the place? In my friends? In my children? In my marriage? In my unknown-to-me wide open future??
Brave.
He is whispering to me that I am brave.
Okay, so wow. Yeah. That seems insanely opposite to what I am feeling. Pretty wild considering this is the tee-totaliest-ly weakest point I can ever remember in my existence. I am weak and needy. And He says,
"I tell you the truth, anyone who doesn't receive the Kingdom of God like a child will never enter it." Mark 10:15 NLT
Like a child. Children are the neediest. Seriously. Hang out with my kids if you have any doubts of this absolute truth. (I suppose that is why letting go of mine feels like death to a enormous part of me.) Jesus says in Matthew 18:2-4 "become like little children... anyone who becomes as humble as this little child is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven."
Here I am, feeling like the universe's most complete wuss and He tells me, "dude, that is my desire for you" (Yes, I totally can imagine God saying "dude" to me.) I can also totally hear Him call me "beloved" so it's all good.
Letting go of two of my four daughters so close together has brought all the emotions in my life to what feels like a sheer cliff. If I close my eyes I can completely envision myself, right there, quivering while trying to peak over the edge. Just so you know - I am terrified of heights. Yet, here I am standing on the edge of something I fear more than anything. I suppose in my reality God is using that sheer drop off within my immediate view and reach to open the eyes of my heart to learn to trust Him more.
On this edge He is whispering to me, "Beloved, you are brave."
Brave because you don't back down. Brave because you keep moving in a forward motion. Brave even when you are too tired and scared to move forward but still you aren't shrinking back. Brave because your eyes are wide open looking over the edge. Brave because you aren't giving up. Brave because you trust Me.
Sometimes even to live is an act of courage. Lucius Annaeus Seneca
A person I love is going through something complicated. She treasures me enough to allow me to know her story. As we recently cried together while she shared her story, she held my hand and we prayed. Do y'all know that I have huge hands? It is one reason I try to keep my nails long, because when they are short they look like man hands. Anyhow, this person is teeny in stature. Just a little bit of nothing, y'all. Too cute! I think God has given me this particular teeny tiny person to love because I just adore itsy bitsy people. Not children necessarily or even dwarfs (though I can imagine if I even knew a dwarf I would totally find them irresistible), but little big people. Little adults. (I am beginning to feel embarrassed that I am totally spilling all my ridiculously weirdo ways in this post.) So there we were. My big ole man hand holding her preciously small one. And I thought this chick. This chick is brave. Fierce. Maybe it is her teeny-tinyness that helped me see who she really is? Cause when I think of her in my mind all I can see is brave. She's afraid and weak and wounded. And I see strength. Strength as she stands on the edge of her sheer cliff holding tight to Him. Trusting Him with her past. Believing in her brokenness He sees beautiful. Embracing her future and inviting me to share in her present.
It was in this moment where her bravery was so blatantly displayed God whispered to me He sees me the same way.
Brave.
This is the ticket:
"On the day I called to You, You answered me. You made me strong and brave." Psalm 138:3 EXB
I am not brave alone. Neither is my preciously little friend. It's not my strength I find in me. It's not her strength I see displayed in her.
"The Lord is my strength and shield.
I trust Him with all my heart.
He helps me, and my heart is filled with joy." Psalm 28:7 NLT
It's His strength in me. In her.
Wait up now y'all. Hold on to your seats cause that isn't all of it. It gets even better!!
"those who trust in the Lord will find new strength" Isaiah 40:31 NLT
Don't you just love it?! Can I not get an amen?! He doesn't just give us strength in Him. As if that isn't totally enough? He gives us NEW strength. Not used up second hand stuff. New. Perfect. Just for me strength. Just for her strength.
Just for you strength.
You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the love that made a way
Amanda Cook, Bethel Music
I am brave. Brave in finding beauty in my past. Brave in finding new strength in my present. And bravely embracing Him in full trust for my future. Even a future on the edge of my sheer cliff.
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