Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Being Brave

For Mother's Day, my daughters class each planted their mom  a flower and then chose one word to

describe them.

I don't know what I expected, but what I received from that precious soul has not left me since

she presented me with my gift.

"Brave" I was stunned.

I OFTEN do not feel brave. In fact, I can name countless times that I have missed out on

something grand because I was a coward, more afraid of failure than of trying.

That's why her word stunned me so.

Of course, I had to ask my beautiful baby why she would pick "Brave" for me.

He answer was like a  hug right from God to my soul.

"You're brave because you keep doing the hard things even when you want to quit."

{She's been watching my weight loss journey. And although, I try and not have it be the topic of

 every conversation, she can see her mom shrinking, not eating what she used did before  and has

witnessed first had the elimination of Diet Coke from my life,

 and often joins me when I'm exercising. In other words she's

been paying  more attention than I thought, took stock of it and declared it brave How amazing it is

when our kids can see what we can't.}

One of the things that struck me about my sweet gift was that the flower she chose is a very ordinary

marigold. Of all the flowers the teacher had laid out for them to chose from, Belle picked the

most ordinary and common.  Of course, not to her, she thought it was beautiful.

What a picture of how God sees us.

The world and everyone around us may consider us ordinary and maybe even cowards, but He looks

right at the core of us, declares us beautiful, knows what we are facing and attempting to overcome

and He declares us Brave and Beautiful.


I bought a new workout shirt today. It says:


And really, isn't that the bravest thing of all to do?

No matter what you're facing.

If you're like me and you're trying to kick that fat demon to the curb, or you're going back to school,

maybe fighting for your marriage or a wayward child, maybe there's more month left than your

bank account would like, the list could go on and on.


Our bravery well indeed may be the most ordinary bravery of all, but do you know what it still is?

It is still Brave.

And just when you think no one sees how hard you're working or can possibly understand what

you're going through, I pray you'll get a little reminder just like I did. ( I even saved the tag so I can

remember when it becomes so easy to forget.)

God sees you, He's running your race right along side of you cheering you on along with all the other

saints that have gone before--what an amazingly powerful thought. One of my favorite verses is

Hebrews 12:1

 (The Message) Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! 

I am cheering you on as well.  We can do this!  

I refuse to let fear rule my life any longer-let's be brave together!

Cheering you on,


Coupon Gal (Andi) said...

we are all brave in different ways in our daily lives

Maria Hass said...

I loved this post and I'm sharing! And YOU are brave. I am very familiar with your journey because my children have seen the same thing in me over the past year and a half. I know how observant she is because my kids have been watching me that closely as well. I think she was spot on. It takes bravery to keep doing something that doesn't provide us immediate gratification whatsoever and at times makes us feel a little foolish or out of place. God bless you!

Carissa Shaw said...

Wow! How awesome! It's so wonderful when God speaks through our precious little ones.

Angie said...

Thank you for stopping by-appreciate you stopping by!

Katy Kauffman said...

Thank you for sharing about your little girl's gift. "Brave" is something I strive for, yet I know I can be fragile like a flower. But God makes us strong. May God bless your journey of weight loss and healthy living. And may He bless your little girl for sending you a hug from Him.

Angie said...

Thank you Katy!

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