Word of the year...

Last week I was feeling under the weather. Having way too much time on my hands as I was trying to listen to my body and rest, I got sucked into the vortex of Facebook. I think I completed more Nametests, We Are Tests and all other kinds of FB “quizzes” than one should complete in a year. Hello 2018. One of the tests was a Word of the Year test from Dayspring. The result? B-R-A-V-E.

Huh. Brave.

One word, shot at me like an arrow released from the bow of a hunter aiming for its prey.

Sometimes when I’m struggling I just put on that mask. Make everything appear to be okay, when in fact, I’m really wrestling with some things. Last summer I got to experience that bravery for a season when I claimed the word FEARLESS to be my anthem. And ya know, when I got out of my own head, I saw what good can really come from being outside of my comfort zone.

Brave seems fitting. I feel a change coming and don’t know exactly what that looks like or how it’s going to happen. On the horizon I can see it and I don’t want “it” to be an allusive oasis. I need to claim brave to be bold and move in a direction that feels right.

As I sit in an airport terminal getting ready to board the airplane I know just how at this moment I need to be brave. Truth be told, flying is not my favorite thing to do. Yet here I am, alone, flying. I can do this. I will do this. Although Lord have mercy that no turbulence happens or the strangers next to me may find me clinging to them for dear life. I am brave.

Here I go, one BRAVE step at a time, focusing on fueling forward.