No matter what she sees, yet she still finds the strength to move on. A life filled with many No’s and very little Yes’s she still finds the courage to move on. She work’s hard to the bone, never begging nor borrowing and yet she still finds the strength to move on.
I wonder where the source of her strength comes from. As a little girl, she dreamed the unimaginable, not knowing that one day all her thoughts, desire’s and her dreams would soon come true. Sometimes her past haunts her and whispers the language of defeat. But yet again she sees, she’s aware but she still finds the strength to move on. They hate her for her diligence and they hate her because she’s fearless.
“How dare she take the leap of faith and leave fear behind, Who does she think she is that she can just dust off adversity and walk-in her destiny?” is what they say.
She sees the look in the enemy’s eyes, she knows the enemy wants to see her fall but she won’t go down without a fight. She’s a tough little cookie! She’s a fighter by nature (not physical) but her spirit is strong and her soul is anchored in a strength that this world can’t comprehend.
All things have worked together for her good. Her dreams and her passions are coming to life right before her very eyes. For the first time in her life, she feels beautiful. Flaws and all she loves every inch of her physical being and she is at peace with her soul. She’s becoming the creator’s mold, he’s the potter and she’s the clay.
Each day she notices the additions her maker is adding to her being. He shapes and he molds her from the inside and the beauty of his work reflects on the outside. When she smiles the heavens sing praise when she cries He sends an angel to ease her pain. When she laughs He smiles through her funny little giggle, He created that!
Her name is Courage…