I am not a fearful person by nature, and I cringe when someone calls me strong or courageous. The truth is that I am neither and not to be admired for such. There are times; however, when things fall at my feet that I am compelled to see it through rather than turn away.
How many times I’ve asked myself, “What did I get myself into.” But, through the years, I learned that strength and courage in life actually lay dormant in my level of commitment.
This poster reminds me of God’s promise and support. I place it where I need it. The more encouragement I need the more places you will find it. You might see the words written on my bathroom mirror to greet me each morning or in my workspace to keep me focused and on task. Many times it is in my hands as I am crying and praying for help to get through the hour… day… or situation-at-hand.
No, it is not courage that makes us strong, nor strength that makes us courageous. Once we realize we are not in it alone, we grow to understand that the force of our commitment puts faith in action. We find that commitment trumps fear, intensifies our courage and fortifies our strength so we can endure and thrive.