When I think of courage I often think of war heroes charging the banks of Normandy who died before their feet even reached dry ground. I think of the soldiers raising the flag on Iwo Jima. I think of muscle-bound athletes, boundary shattering geniuses, visionary missionaries, and brave teachers in movies like Freedom Writers.
Those people are incredibly brave and courageous, and I am greatly inspired by their examples, but they do not completely define courage.
Recently God has been bringing parts of my past to light and helping me to find more freedom. I wrote about one aspect of this in my March 12 post What to Do with Your Past.
Discovering a place in my life that needs more freedom can actually be scary for me.
Not long ago an unexpected event brought old experiences to light, old experiences I had not thought about in quite a while; years maybe. The unexpected surfacing of those experiences from deep within my psyche was not only surprising but also disturbing and disorienting.
I was feeling a lot of fear.
I thought I had dealt with those experiences, prayed over them, and received healing for them. I thought they were archived never to be seen except in highlight reels and then only if absolutely necessary.
I was only partly right. I had done all I had known to do, but there was more work to do.
I had two options as I saw it:
- Go around the issues and stuff my reaction.
- Go through the issues and trust God to make me stronger through it.
In the past I might have chosen Option 1, but I have slowly been learning that better things lie through an issue than around an issue. In fact, if you go around the issue you will probably find yourself running up against the same issue again and essentially running in circles.
My choice really had to do with how I decided to react to my fear.
Earlier this year Michael Hyatt wrote a blog post entitled Courage Is Not the Absence of Fear. As I thought about his post and walked through this experience I came up with my own definition for courage. This definition is probably not original with me, but here it is just the same:
Courage is perseverance in the face of fear.
You and I do not have to charge a bunker or break a record or leap off a mountain in a glide suit in order to demonstrate courage. All we have to do is take the next step in the right direction in spite of our fear.
By the way, I decided to walk through my issues despite my fear, and the freedom I found on the other side was breathtaking. God came through! (Who is surprised here?)
Where in your life do you need to persevere in the face of your fear?