Damn it, I hate fear.
I wish I didn’t know it so well. I wish its tentacles didn’t wrap around my heart and my soul so deeply, sometimes sapping my courage like some kind of cruel sport.
But I’m learning something important right now about fear, something deep inside the marrow of my bones, in the blood that flows through my veins into my heart and my head and my hands and my feet and my eyes and my ears.
Fear can’t win.
It tries. Oh, it tries.
But I must-must-must refuse to let it.
I refuse to let fear win.
I refuse to let it silence me, stifle me, wither me, squelch me, punish me, abuse me, paralyze me.
Life’s just too short.
We can’t let fear blind us from beauty and hope and love and action and peace and freedom and joy.
So what’s the way out from under its grip?
How can I move when sometimes I feel so stuck?
I must find courage.
I must find courage.
I. MUST. FIND. COURAGE.
I know it’s there. It’s in me. It’s in you. It’s in all of us.
Your courage helps me and mine helps yours.
It’s stronger than we think, deeper than we know, available right now.
Courage doesn’t come once you do this or do that. It doesn’t appear when you read this or read that, or know this or know that, or figure out this or figure out that, or therapize this or therapize that.
Courage is already here, right here.
Lovely, strong, tender, mighty courage.
It’s deep in the marrow of our bones and the blood in our veins and the ventricles of our hearts.
Courage is crying out: “Use me. I may be small. I may not be as loud as you wish. But I’m here. I’m here. I’m here. Here to help you. To strengthen you. To move you. And just so you know, I may not look like it, but I’m way stronger than Fear. Quit letting him win. Quit standing there yelling and screaming at him. Instead, maybe reach out and make friends with fear. When you make friends with fear, you can be better friends with me.”
There you are.
I see you, Fear.
I feel you.
I know you.
I get what you’re trying to do.
But guess what,
We have work to do.
We have dreams to make come true.
We have people to care about.
We have love to bring.
We have God-callings to listen to.
We have relationships to nurture.
You can have fear without courage, but you can’t have courage without fear.
That’s what courage is—doing hard things scared.
I have a lot of hard things I need to do right now. The world is breaking and is in desperate need of courageous men and women who will relentlessly love despite the cost.
It’s okay to do this scared.
I can. I must. I will. I am.
SheLovelys, you can.