I was only 19 and it was a whole other world to me. I felt alive some days, confused on others and sometimes I saw things that absolutely broke my heart. But I never felt particularly brave. I just felt like I was doing my job, longing to connect with people, and at times I could close my eyes and have the strongest feeling that God was right there with me. My only bravery was following God and going with Him.
Because of that, I tend to see bravery as trusting. It doesn't come from me; it comes from trusting God to guide my steps even if they go places I wouldn't choose on my own. Brave to me is living like I know it's not my will that runs my world. And I cannot do brave on my own. It's the Holy Spirit that moves me to boldness I would otherwise be lacking.
And even now, I suppose it's brave in a way to stand against some of the norms of the world. But it's not really brave of me. It's more God giving me courage, and making me really live. Praise be to God for those brave places that show life.
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