To be really brave

Forsyth Park, Savannah, Georgia

You’re so brave, she says.

I tuck behind my ear a strand of blond hair that has escaped my ponytail. I wear no make-up and my feet are bare, my flip flops flipped off  as soon as I relaxed in her garden chair.

It’s a warm spring day and although there are still marshmallow mounds of snow scattered in dry, wheat coloured grass, the day calls for flip flops.

It’s a big thing for us northerners, after months of knit socks and snug boots, to bear sun-deprived feet and then don a pair of flip flops.

A piece of heaven on earth.

But I digress.

It’s easy for me somehow, I reply to my friend. Her pink nails tap her coffee cup encased in her palms that cover a Starbucks logo. But then, I elaborate, it’s really not even that brave. It’s actually kind-of comfortable.

Her brown eyes widen.

Cathedral of St. John Baptist, Savannah, Georgia

Yes, bravery to me isn’t solo travel, airline flights to new places, navigating new roads in a rental car, exploring new streets on foot, and figuring out where the Air Bnb is that you booked on line.

Courageous? Maybe. But brave, no.

No, true bravery to me (and some may not agree), is when suddenly there is a call on you, a duty, maybe even unforeseen, with no preparation, and you step in. Bravery is when the call is so strong that saying no feels disobedient, and you say yes even though your life may be at stake.

Bravery is Mary, a young virgin, saying yes to the Lord.

Mary answered, “I am the Lord’s servant. Let everything you’ve said happen to me.” Luke 1:38

Bravery is Paul, a converted young man facing those who want to execute him for his past transgressions, on the call of the Lord to speak the good news of the gospel.

“So you know Greek, do you?” the colonel replied. “Aren’t you that Egyptian who not long ago raised a riot and led those four thousand assassins into the dessert”

“I am Jew,” replied Paul. “I am a man of Tarsus, a citizen of that not insignificant city. I ask you to let me speak to the people.” Acts 21:38-39

And BRAVERY is Jesus, the son following the will of His Father even though he knows the cross he will bear will lead to immeasurable suffering.

“Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” Luke 22:42


I slip my feet back into my flip flops, lean back in my chair, close my eyes and turn my face up to the spring sun. What I glorious day, I say.

I feel my friend’s hand on my arm, warm and soft. Just be careful, she says.

And I still think you are being brave, she comments.

My eyes closed, the sun warm on my face, my lips curl up in a slight smile.

I sure hope so.  I do want to step into action when God calls me to something that I cannot say no to out of obedience.


When called, I want to be brave.

And be a bearer of His light in this world.

Psalm 56:3-4 What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee. In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.

What is bravery to you?


11 thoughts on “To be really brave

  1. I cannot fathom the bravery it took for Jesus to follow “the will of His Father even though he knows the cross he will bear will lead to immeasurable suffering.” I’ve been thinking of how in His mental torment already in the Garden of Gethsemane, He sweat great drops of blood. Then to think how He willingly allowed Himself to be crucified. The depth of His love for us is so amazing, isn’t it? I pray you have an Easter filled with lively hope in your heart of our Risen Savior! Love and hugs to you, Lynn!

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  2. Oh Lynn. This was just so beautiful. I love how you described the difference and truly brought to light the incredibly bold steps of faith Mary claimed, Paul professed, and Christ endured…

    This was such a perfect read this Easter weekend.

    “When called, I want to be brave.

    And be a bearer of His light in this world.” <— YES.

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  3. Hi Lynn! When you know the lives of the saints and of Christ, bravery takes on a whole new identity, doesn’t it? I still think you are being brave though, but I can understand why you feel unworthy of that description.
    God keep you safe in your travels, and bless you on this Easter,

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  4. Lynn, such beautiful words. And, has been mentioned above, the way you defined BRAVE resonated with me. It seems like part of bravery is us saying yes to God, no matter what. I want to be that person too. Thanks for these thought-provoking words!

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  5. I’ve not thought much about the difference, but I think you are right. I’m not brave, like the “early Christians standing up for their faith or people who enlist in the armed forces” brave. Perhaps bravery is more of an extended action and continuing mindset, especially in Biblical terms. I know it often takes courage to stand up for what’s right, or to follow through with something that you fear doing. No matter what the term we might use, I’m trusting the One who holds all our plans in His hands to give us what we need when we need it. Good post, Lynn. Have a great weekend! 🙂


  6. I love this! Thank you for pointing me to your own words about bravery. I am learning that I can call myself brave when I say “yes” to God and then hold on tight for the ride. It sounds like you would describe brave in a similar way. Trust your friend though when she calls you brave. She knows and we need to be affirmed by those around us.

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