For a few very hard years this word was my mantra.
The word means
-undismayed; not discouraged; not forced to abandon purpose or effort
-undiminished in courage or valor; not giving way to fear
But the truth is, I was often dismayed by everything that had taken place, and I did battle discouragement. I battled fear and doubts. I hurt and was angry, and sometimes "undaunted" sounded more like a mockery than a mantra, and I was determined to be real about all of it in these posts, thus the name, Undaunted Reality. More than that, though, I was determined to live undaunted, not because I'm so great or strong, but because my God is, and no matter what this world looks like, He is the only reality that matters.
I pray I live the reality of Him beautifully undaunted.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Courageous Enough

In the last few weeks I have considered closing this blog. Actually, I considered closing ALL my blogs, starting an anonymous one, and telling no one I know. In fact, I considered it as early as this morning.

However, something the Lord has been really drilling into me the last week or so, well, longer than that but intensely in my face about the last few weeks is courage.

Courage does not run.

Courage may want to vomit. Courage may be shaking from head to toe. Courage may be getting in the saddle when one's knees are so weak with fear one can barely lift to the saddle. BUT, courage does not run.

I do not run.

In April, I changed blogs and didn't give the new address because I didn't want Rob's family or some of his friends to find my new blog. I have tried to be very respectful of them because their loss is huge. However, I've also been trying to avoid the "he said, she said" stuff that can come when honesty is more than what one wants to hear. It wasn't worth the fight, so, I did what I had done for 19 years. I just kept quiet.

But here is the thing with that, God did not send me through hell to be quiet about it. He let me walk the road He did so I could tell about His faithfulness, so I could point out His goodness, so others could have hope, and just how in the world is anyone going to find hope for their own darkness if I am so afraid of rocking boats that I don't talk about how dark it really was...or how great He really is?

So let the boat rocking begin. I'm not afraid of being tossed out of the boat anymore. I know Who has called me, and I know Who holds my hand, and I know if I get tossed out of the boat, I'm fine. I'll just walk on water.

And, yes, I am courageous enough to believe that is exactly what He expects me to do.


  1. On my desk I have had this verse from 2 Timothy 1:7 for ages: "For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline." Amen to that!

  2. Hi Jerri - the verse God gave me a few weeks back that has caused me to well, be me out there (and brave the boat rocking!) is Prov 29v25: The fear of man brings a snare, but whoever trusts in the Lord shall be safe.

    I was snaring myself because of others. I was so angry at myself. But what huge freedom in reacting on His word! God bless, precious friend, like you say, its Who has called you that counts.

  3. Tracy, one thing I love about that verse is it is so wide-open that the Lord uses it over and over in my life to point out specific areas where I am snared at different times. I *LOVE* how He does that.

    Still not sure what He wants to do with the writing like frequency and such because really being an only parent, full-time teacher, counselor, and so on is pretty time and energy consuming, and my first priority is my family.

    We talked about it last week, and all He said was, "If you lay it down, you do it for the right reason, not out of fear." So we will see where He directs. Right now, I have about four more entries rolling around in my mind along this vein, addressing some of the prisons, which is really more it than anything. But, I'll talk about that later. :-)

    Have a glorious day!