Brave is
Not being unafraid
But trying while you tremble;
Sometimes, it stands on a stage,
In other moments, it journals in silence.
Brave is
Risking vulnerability
Knowing it might bless someone;
Sometimes, it discloses a weakness,
In other moments, it shares a gift.
Brave is
Revealing your brokenness
To Him who enfolds you in His love;
Sometimes, it is tears poured out,
In other moments, it is hands lifted up.
Brave is
Sharing your story
Because you want to give Him glory,
Sometimes, it shares a testimony of victory,
In other moments, it speaks a tale of endurance.
Brave is
Stepping into the unknown
Your eyes fixed on Him who knows all things;
Sometimes, it takes on new territory,
In other moments, it stands still and simply abides.
Brave is
Standing out, not to be seen
But to show Him off;
Sometimes, it speaks out loud,
In other moments, it becomes invisible.
Brave is
Not fearlessness
But faithfulness to stay the course;
Sometimes, it runs the race,
In other moments, it hangs on by a thread.
Brave
Asks questions
Confronts doubt
Cries quietly
Grapples with anxiety
Doesn’t quite understand
But always turns back
To the Cross.




4 Responses
Amazing! God is so good. I love poetry and have many poems of my own gifted to me by God. God bless you.
Oh wow. That’s awesome, Barbara. I haven’t written many poems myself. But putting this “out there” was my way of being “brave” 🙂 Blessings, Susan
So beautifully written. May we learn to recognise the different forms of bravery in ourselves and in others, and cheer each other on.
Thanks so much. Blessings, Susan