Living Takes Courage
This is the one life I have. And I want to live it. Out loud. Boldly. Courageously. Not just in word, but in action. Not just by faith, but by works.
This is the one life I have. And I want to live it. Out loud. Boldly. Courageously. Not just in word, but in action. Not just by faith, but by works.
The meetings weren’t wasting my time—I was. I had been squandering the opportunity to love, to connect, to lead.
Do I have to reach the limit to be enough? The answer came back swift and clear: No. Let it be what it is. Trust that it is good. Trust that what is is enough.
Though the bird of death attacked you physically, you, My child, are safeguarded and protected, and no harm can come to you. Though weapons may form, they will NEVER prosper, for I, the Lord your God, am with you and send an army of angels to keep, guide, and protect you!
Love– My love is patient, kind. It always protects, trusts, hopes, and perseveres. Love never fails. So don’t fail him—or Me! Cast your cares onto Me, so when you are with him, you can be who he needs you to be. Not you—but Me in you!
How many times in our life do we set an expectation and then, within moments—within breaths—forget that we said we were going to do something different? That we were going to do something that would require something different of us?
Why worry when I can pray? Why worry when I can safely forget because You—the God who knows, hears, and sees ALL—will and does remember?! Thank You, God, for this freedom. For this liberation. For this knowing. For this understanding.
Hurt ones heal most. Don’t hurry their healing like you hurry your life. Move at the pace of the body. At the pace of peace. At the pace of ME!
Endurance isn’t passive. It’s active. It’s faith in motion. It’s knowing that even when I was failing chemistry exams, even when I doubted my ability, even when I thought I wasn’t smart enough—God already knew I would make it. And I did. Not because I was the strongest or the fastest, but because I refused to quit.
I learned that others need the hope I carry. In my short life, I have seen that my faith is exponentially bigger than my fears. That I have hope in my future because of the God who was with me in my past. And people who are experiencing the same challenges I once did but have not yet overcome need to hear my voice. They need to know that breakthrough is not just possible—it’s probable.