For the past three years I’ve tried to choose a word that sums up everything I hope to be in the new year (inspired by her lovely self)
I’ve never been able to narrow it down to just one, but this year a Certain Word sprang out at me and I knew without a shadow of a doubt what would be my word for 2016.
1. Courageous; bold; daring; intrepid; fearless of danger; as a brave warrior. It usually unites the sense of courage with generosity and dignity of mind; qualities often united.
BRAVE, verb transitive To defy; to challenge; to encounter with courage and fortitude, or without being moved; to set at defiance.
I used to think myself a brave person, but in re-evaluating myself last year I realized that in the things that really matter I cower with fear.
I don’t want to be like that.
What if I am brave enough to start a conversation that matters, and not simply exchange banter and light chat when there is so much more beneath the surface?
What if I am brave enough to write about the things that scare me — brave enough to write what I feel called to, no matter how others may view it?
What if I am brave enough to say “no” when I need to?
What if I am brave enough to share my true thoughts and hopes and dreams in person (without the safety of a computer screen or the pages of a journal) and not filter them because they may come across as silly or childlike or sentimental or strange?
What if I am brave enough to tell people how much they mean to me, how thankful I am for them, instead of only thinking it?
What if I am brave enough to disagree when I need to, instead of keeping silent because of how people may respond?
What if I am brave enough to talk about my faith openly — to show how much it means to me and how being a child of God is what gives me life and purpose and joy and peace?
What if I am brave enough to buy that homeless person food? Brave enough to take the risks I need to to accomplish what I am passionate about? Brave enough to be wholeheartedly the person God made me no matter who I am with or how they may react? Brave enough to read the books that intimidate me, discuss the topics I am uncertain about, make new acquaintances even when it’s easier to just pretend I don’t know people exist? Brave enough to follow my impulses when it comes to strangers because sometimes a smile and a kind word is exactly the bit of sunshine they need?
I wonder how much deeper and richer and true my life would be?
I intend to find out.
This year I will be…