Being Brave: Part 6

This week I witnessed the rawest kind of bravery. 

So often we as women believe that if others actually discovered how fragile or confused or flawed we were they would reject us for sure. 

Sadly we come to believe this about Jesus as well which could not be further from the truth.

It is in the moment of admission that bravery shines.

When a woman whispers, through tears, all of what she fears, loaths and grapples with - there the Spirit meets a willing vessel.

Ironically, it is at the "end" of ones rope that one drops into the lap of the One who loves them first and won't ever leave or forsake them.