There are a lot of different things I have called myself in life...
...one of them is {NOT BRAVE}...even through the great tragedy of losing and burying a child, I have considered myself little more than a {survivor}. NOT BRAVE. I have felt, at times, that I am strong. At other times, weak. I consider myself to be a giver, and a pleaser...a person who gets great satisfaction in making others happy. I would look as myself as a non-confrontational sort, avoiding a rift at all costs...so few things are worth a rift, large or small. I am a worrier and a planner, a sorter and an organizer. I am careful and protective, an optimist. But not {BRAVE}.
By the grace of God and the gift of great friendship, I am off to {BRAVE GIRL CAMP} next week. I know little more than I plan to be uplifted. I have been assured that I am worth it. I am ready to reach inside myself and gather all of my strength and leave McCall, Idaho a new person. A braver {SOUL}...
...and as if this wasn't enough, there is {ART}. A creative escape where I can release all my inhibitions onto a canvas, into a journal, through a creation. I want to be BRAVE. I hope to be BRAVE...
3 comments:
Oh I know YOU WILL BE BRAVE
I admire very much how your live life and your beautiful qualities and being a peacemaker is a very brave act.
I will keep you in prayer and may all your prayers be answered.
Helen xx
You already are brave, sweet friend. This week you will see it and celebrate it. And we will celebrate 'with you! So glad we are going together!
Prepare yourself to see just how Brave you really are, my friend! See you there!
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