i love that picture and I think you are very right about bravery. Just showing up is often a lot more than we think. Glad I dropped by. :)
Well, I've been going through the list, praying for every single one, and I find myself many times praying that a girl might feel the bloom of hope. "The bright permission to hope"? Even better.And if you ask me, which we can pretend that you did, I think you have so much pluck, it spills over the edge a little.
I LOVE the pic on your blog. GORGEOUS. I am so encouraged by you wonderful photographers out there. My bravery is NOT to be intimidated. Thanks for peeking at my blog. I am so blessed.
LOVE this photo. Love it.And what you have to say too. As usual. Keep hoping, friend!
I'm at the end (I say with fierce hope) of a long trek through the wilderness that often felt barren. But I see now the bright blooms hiding in a landscape that seems empty at first glance. I am so glad that I slipped my hand in His and kept putting one foot in front of the other. That is a flintier less glamorous brave, and certainly still Brave. So yes, in your waiting and waiting and living and caring and waiting you are Brave.
and allowing yourself the bright permission to hope.wow. good stuff.
Bravery is what happens on the day you get out of bed and get through the day...day after day after day...as you wait for "something" better to happen. It's in all the little things you do everyday that get you one day closer to a sweet little face on the other side of the world. It's your words...bold and beautiful that share your heart with the world. I'd say you've got more than your share of pluck dear friend!
well put my friend...one foot in front of the other...one breathe at a time.
yes. yes. this is it. i find my mother brave, for daring to dance in the face of cancer, for daring to eat cake before supper, for daring to get up in the morning not knowing whether or not it will be a fuzzy day... it's in the simple steps friend. and i'm praying, that your barren days will burst into bright bloom. love to you, nic. xoxo
I had to come see who the beautiful person was behind the email. Thanks again for taking the time to lift me up and helping me to feel even more brave in this unwanted journey!
well said...and your pics are always so breathtaking!!!!xoxo
it's true i don't have a good answer for that question right now either. maybe i should?
Beautiful capture! Beautiful prose!
Praying that, in your bravery, you find hope that leads to sight.
Most Honorable Ms. Nic, If I may...YOUR METTLE DESERVES A MEDAL.Yes, I felt like yelling that, even though I have never known you to use a capital letter ... ever.Exhibit A:You are opening up your home, your family, your finances, your heart to a young soul who needs it most. You are saving a life. And that is at the very heart of bravery. Showing up for THAT is brave indeed. While I stand at the shore wondering if a lifeguard will show up, you dive right in.Exhibit B:It takes real moxie to open up in such a public way about your hopes, doubts and faith. I'm probably not alone in that you make me think. And think.You should wear a cape.
What Nancy said.plus and also... a tiara...because I think that every heart weary lass of brave soul should wear one...daily.sarah
I love this. So much. And sometimes going through those barren days is so so hard. I press on.
I agree. People say the hardest part is to begin, but I think beginnings are easy and fun. To me, the hardest part is to continue.
did i mention my obsession with trees? i heart this photo! and kudus for showing up! :)
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