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Who is your brave-booster?

statue stepping girlShe was never quite ready.
But she was brave
and the universe listens to brave.
~ Rebecca Ray

The universe may listen to brave,
but mostly, it turns a deaf ear,
laughs in your face
and sends you packing.

the world doesn’t reward brave,
doesn’t reimburse you for your troubles,
doesn’t acknowledge the courage it took
to step out on your own,
to forage for food and find your own way.

the world is … short-sighted.
set up to fail brave people.
that’s what it’s always done
to the prophets who warned
against prevailing opinions.

God didn’t make me the world’s kind of brave,
didn’t make you the world’s kind of brave.
God made us God’s kind of brave.
to help others find courage,
to point others to capability,
to invest in the good in others,
at cost.

It’s expensive.
Because that brave lasts.

The universe resonates with that brave.


Punch holes in your fears

Fear hovers like fog.
It gathers, hesitates, stays.
We read what confirms.
See, I am right to be afraid;
I have reason to fear.


Light dims
Pulling up our covers, to
our hideout, our cocoon, our tent.
Safety suffocates…
if not self imposed,
then self-perpetuated.

Punch holes in what frightens you.
Not with fists,
but with learning,
with truth,
with prayer,
by conversation with a trusted confidante.

Pepper your fears with puncture.
Then, look through them
to what they’ve been hiding:
the life God imagines for you.

Step into it.

This Gift is Not Mine, But Yours

giftThere’s such a difference between

“You are gifted!” and “You’ve been given a gift!”

One might confuse the two, thinking either one will do.

But no, one must go.

Step away; the other may stay.

You are gifted! Shining star, you’re certain to go far.
A sure anointing, don’t be disappointing.

The burden so heavy, not the resources to levy.
Tremendous heft, leaves me bereft.

Flattened by stares, everywhere the snares.
Put that gift aside, my heart begs, safe from pride.

No! Come and see, You’ve received a gift from Me.

What could it be? Unwrap it and see!

The cover falls away, and I know this is here to stay.
It’s a perfect fit, not meant to sit
idly by while I wait,for jitters to abate.

Take her out for a spin, it’s not a sin
even if you stumble, we won’t grumble.
Open her up, feel the breeze, do I have to say please?
Feel it juke and jive, let it come alive!

Forgive me for my confusion, the two have been in collusion,
You are gifted… is a weight to be lifted.
You’ve been given a gift … that offers me a lift!

One might confuse the two, thinking either one will do.

But no. One must go.

The first steels my will, I had better stand still.
The second makes me dizzy, I had better get busy.

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