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.

Monday, February 17, 2014

Finding Peace in th Promise

Today I started writing Gypsy Ponderings again, and I'm pondering Joseph and the pain of living the present when the promise looks a million miles away.

Sometimes the promise looks impossible because of our circumstances. Sometimes it looks impossible because really, something that good for me? And sometimes it looks impossible because I can't possibly be brave enough to live it.

Today I am struggling to be brave, and I'm failing. So, I'm stopping. And instead of being brave, I'm being still.

Want to join me? Come on.


  1. I'm not sure I could've summed up where I am, too, any better. Heading over ...

  2. Blessings, my friend. :-)