Brave Thoughts Times Three

Brave

Brave –

adjective.

  1. ready to face and endure danger or pain; showing courage. “a brave soldier”

noun.

  1. people who are ready to face and endure danger or pain.
  2. dated an American Indian warrior.

verb

  1. endure or face (unpleasant conditions or behavior) without showing fear. “we had to brave the full heat of the sun”

It’s the one word that keeps popping up in conversations around me; Brave.

The closer I get to leaving for Ecuador, the more this word appears. Usually, it’s in an “I can’t believe you’re actually doing that” kind of tone. A “you might be a tiny bit off your rocker” tone. A “why in the world are you going there, alone?” tone.

And to an extent, I can understand where everyone is coming from. I will, after all, be flying along from to meet up with a group of people I don’t know, to travel out of the county, to enter into a world where poverty is the every-day, to meet two amazing children that do not speak my language. I get it, it sounds insane. It sounds harebrained, foolish, and down right frightening. And, therefore, I must be all kinds of brave to embark on such a journey.

The thing is, it’s not brave; at least not to me. It was never a choice I looked at as being brave or even courageous. It was just right. It was time. It was simply my next step.

My next step in these truly wonderful relationships with my sponsor kids. My next step in my own personal goals. My next step in being the person want to be.

So yes, to some this next step looks brave; but that’s only because it’s not their next step. To me, that thing that you are doing without thinking about it: taking a new job miles away, facing relationship changes, adding love & little toes to your families, all of those things are brave – because they’re not my next step.

But, don’t be fooled. I still find my trip a bit scary, and traveling “alone” does make me a bit nervous. But really, I look back over the past couple of years and realize, God has been preparing me for this trip. So it’s not that it isn’t disquieting. It’s just that it’s more exciting than it is scary. I’m excited to meet Emily & Josue. I’m excited to go to Ecuador, to see the country, and to have the experiences that go along with it, and really, I’m excited to travel alone (that’s totally the introvert in me).

So to me, brave just isn’t the right word.

But, maybe I’m missing something….

Or maybe everyone else is.

Maybe you’re looking for your next step. Your chance to do something “brave” for yourself. I invite you to look into sponsoring a child through Compassion International. Sponsorship doesn’t mean leaving your country- it doesn’t even mean leaving your house; it means pouring love and encouragement into a soul that desperately needs it. It means developing a relationship based not on financial giving, but on love giving, on Word sharing, on hope finding. It means being brave in a very ordinary kind of way, the best kind of way.

Are you a Sponsor with Compassion International? I’d love to hear about your ‘bravery’ with your sponsored kids in the comments. 

Not a Sponsor, I’d be happy to answer any questions you have about sponsorship, or hear your thoughts on your own ordinary ‘brave’ next steps.

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