Stand Your Ground!

Stand your ground!

Don’t let the rattling chains

and moans and wails

intimidate your upright stance;

you have every right to be here,

every right to be

seen,

known,

loved.

If they all jump off a bridge,

how will you safeguard your foothold?

May the truth of Whose you are

ground you,

root you in hope,

provide backbone to your

bravado,

turn tears to triumph!

September Rose

September rose, anomaly fair –

You bloom with nip in autumn air

With great aplomb, and confident smile;

I love your pluck , and admire your style.

The Path

I did not choose the path I tread –

It winds through places that I dread;

It rises steep near cliffs of doom

And shrouds my heart in lonesome tomb.

But while I walk upon this way,

A Voice of calm bids me be brave;

A Stranger walked this way before,

And suffered as His cross He bore –

So if He calls me to this place,

I’ll tread with courage, by His grace.

Hungry

You

risk being

burned when you

turn soul to sun.

You

lay all on

love’s line when

you don’t wear your

shades.

Your

skin is exposed

and you don’t use

your lotion…

You

face life

stripped down,

 and you make me

hungry…

A Brave Beauty

Stepping in front of a bullet for ideology’s sake blows my mind.

And yet, in every major conflict, every war, every campaign, there are those who have lied about their ages, produced falsified records, and volunteered to do just that.

Knowing full well that each chest heave may be the last, putting one foot in front of the other when every step brings you invariably closer to an unseen but mortal danger – and doing so in order that people like me back home may choose which fast-food restaurant to frequent today with my spare cash is…amazing.  Unbelievable.

Today I think of Canadian soldiers past and present who have sold their souls for the flag of freedom.  For me.  For every baby being born, every senior in palliative care, every soul with special needs and religious hopes and political ambitions and desires to live, and enjoy being alive.

This is a brave beauty, indeed.  For every sailor buried at sea, every pilot shot down, every foot soldier captured and imprisoned, every man and woman who despite the cold grip of fear obeyed their orders to the letter, I say – thank you.  Your beauty lives on in the brilliancy of a brilliant red maple leaf wherever it is flown.  It echoes the Biblical encouragement to[h]elp him (the king/government) to defend the poor, to rescue the children of the needy, and to crush their oppressors.” Psalm 72:4 NLT   No matter your political views, these men and women, past and future, have given their all.  They deserve to be hailed as beautiful.

    

   

Sources: squidoo.com, forces.gc.com, ww2incolor.com, virtualmuseum.ca  

Do you consider bravery a beautiful thing?  Do you have any personal stories highlighting bravery?