Thought #3

I went to a conference a couple of weekends ago. I attended it with 1,300 other women, of which I only knew two on a personal level. After registering, I walked to a beautifully decorated backdrop for pictures. I asked a staff member if she could take a picture of me. There were various words available to choose from to have for pictures and the goal was to choose a word that described how you felt. I read them all and one stood out, BRAVE. Honestly I didn’t want to pick up the word, but I knew that was the one that spoke to me. I end up picking it up and taking a picture with it. 

As I reflected on why I was wrestling with that, I realized it was because sometimes I don’t feel brave. But even if I don’t feel brave, I know I am. Every day I am ready to face the day and show up for all the unknown adventures. Picking the word brave allowed me to have a wonderful weekend. Especially because my introverted side was screaming: what are you doing here?

God reminded me that bravery is not about my actions, but about his power. His power, guidance and gentleness to help me show up and repent where I need to.

“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”

2 Corinthians 12:9-10