I really don’t know how others do it, but sometimes, people say I’m strong and resilient and courageous and this and that, but I try to be all of these things even if I see myself as someone who is very afraid, but masks confidence, someone who is very weak, but tries to be strong, someone who is limited, but tries to be available and someone who is vulnerable, but portrays the opposite. I can’t do a lot of things on my own, but I keep reminding myself that God has not given me the spirit of fear and with that, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, but sometimes I just can’t and my strength, my faith and efforts fail me, I fail myself and others too cause I’m human and failure is inevitable.
Courage is mental or moral strength to venture, persevere, and withstand danger, fear, pain, grief or difficulty. It is the choice and willingness to confront agony, face uncertainty or intimidation. It is the ability to do something that frightens you and sincerely, I am one scared young lady who may pass off as a damsel in distress to some, but will never let that tell on me. So, I fight!
Distress is a great mental or physical suffering such as extreme anxiety, worry, sadness or pain or in great danger and therefore in urgent need of help. Now, I think I am a damsel in distress, but one who isn’t waiting for an angel to appear or prince charming to show up, cause I fight and try to save myself- which is really challenging.
Challenges are inevitable and they come in different forms and times and they must be faced and overcome. Lately, I’ve faced too many challenges and in my distress, I still try to find courage in the little things that can help me go on. A compliment, word of encouragement, a hug, a little help here and there, a piece of advice, an affirmation, a quote, a relatable story, a Bible verse, a disconnection, a vision or even a dream like that of last night helps me find courage during distressed times.
Last night, I had a dream and in it, my dad, mum and I killed a Lion that would’ve devoured or kept us on the run. When I ran to him to tell him I was tired of fighting and just wanted to leave, go somewhere else, give up or just let the lion devour me, he reminded me that he doesn’t call himself “a man of unshakeable confidence” for nothing and that God hasn’t given me the spirit of fear, but I need to pray, be confident, face the lion, work with a plan, target my goal, aim and kill it. In his words: “You don’t run away from challenges, you face them.” With this, we killed the Lion and though I was scared, covered in sweat and with shaky hands, I woke up with a smile on my face, peace and drank some water cause I was damn thirsty. For days now, I have been fighting people in my dreams, but they never died, and this time, a Lion died finally. I feel like I’m so close to getting my victory. I feel it strongly.
Physically, I am fighting battles that appear both visible and invisible- from family, to relationships, to career, health, everything, but I am facing it and doing my best and I will persevere. Though my victory tarries, though the vision tarries, I will wait for it because I know I am made for greatness. If you’re going through a time of distress, I need you to be courageous because it’ll only make you stronger and soon, it will be okay.