Monday, July 7, 2014
So often I find myself looking into my two-year-old daughter's eyes saying, "Be strong and courageous; You can do this." Meanwhile, my own strangling fears of failure and inadequacy reside in the roost I've built for them. Peck, peck, pecking me. Part of me, they are no hidden attacking stranger in the darkness. They too are circling like stray dogs in the open, in the daylight, waiting for my response, as I wait trembling for their attack. I must do my business in light of their presence, despite their presence. Indeed, in their presence, I know I am close to that something, discovery perhaps, renewal, maybe even breakthrough. I know I have left the safe and comfortable known and am stretching into the tomorrow I dream of.