Last post I talked about courage and kindness, and I have had so many experiences revolving around these, too many to share. I've discovered the most innocent kindness, and the hardest bravery of all.
Maybe you can stand up to someone who isn't being kind. Maybe it's easy to take a stance on something you care about. You can find the courage to try something new, to jump off the edge, to overcome the obstacles life puts in your way. You can be brave against the monsters that terrorize you each day.
But the hardest time to be brave is when you are facing your own monsters.
Maybe your heart is locked down, squeezed into an infinitesimally small space to try and contain the monster that rages inside. Maybe the skeletons in your closet keep falling out and scaring you in the night. Maybe you put both hands on your head and curl up in a little ball when you cry, trying to hold in the memories that threaten to claw their way out and destroy you.
Maybe it's time to face your monsters.
We all have them: dark spots on our timeline, scars on our skin and hearts, red in our ledgers. We all have problems, past or present, that at times feel too much to bear. We all sometimes feel like we can't defeat the monsters that leer from the shadows of our doubts and fears.
Courage, dear heart.
Pick up the sword you haven't touched for fear of hurting yourself. Shake off the phantom feeling of chains that have long ago rusted away. Open up the cage you've kept yourself inside, having forgotten all this time that you were the one who had the key.
It's time to face your monsters.
It's time to forgive yourself.
It's time to open up your mouth, to stand on two feet, to light the flame that has been extinguished for so long.
I've had to face some of my monsters this week, monsters I'd hoped to just hide from for the rest of my life. With the love and kindness of others and with the loving hand of God, I have been able t o face some things I was too fearful to before.
With a crumb of bravery, you can feast on redemption.
With a drop of kindness, you can wash away your fears.
Sometimes all it takes is a tender mercy of the Lord that reminds you that he cares about you. Sometimes you just need someone who will listen without judgement, who will just hold your hand and let you snuggle like you're a child again.
Sometimes you just need to remove the burden you've been carrying on your back for years and hand it over to God.
So be brave.
Take a breath, reach under the bed and pull out the monsters that have been hiding there.
Wield your sword with the strength that God gives you.
Find your bravery.
Courage, dear heart.
Courage.