Here’s this week’s installment of Five Minute Friday. You might remember the task is to write for five minutes on a specific prompt word. The initiative was started by Lisa-Jo Baker (http://lisajobaker.com/2013/05/five-minute-friday-brave-2/http://) who thought about writing and how often our perfectionism gets in the way of our words. And she figured, why not take five minutes and see what comes out: not a perfect post, not a profound post, just five minutes of focused writing.
This week’s prompt is BRAVE.
So, the timer is set … so here goes. {clock starts now}
When I think of the word brave I think past tense. It’s not really an action, but more of a reaction. We describe people as being brave or having bravery, but at the moment of decision, that’s the furthest thing from their mind. It’s reacting — selflessly– to the situation and moving forward. It doesn’t matter whether you’re referring to a soldier in battle or a person battling a debilitating illness. They do not enter the situation brave. They react to the situation … which makes them brave.
The bravest person I know was my wife. Karen faced her cancer head on, never complaining despite nagging pain. She vowed through the illness she was going to live every day to its fullest {I wish she had felt that way earlier, but, hey}. She wasn’t going to let a silly little thing like cancer beat her spirit.
One of the last things she said to me was, “Keep me comfortable if you must, but I have a final destination to go to. I’ll meet you there.”
That’s bravery. A five month journey into the unknown.
You hear that from soldiers as well. I knew a Medal of Honor recipient who never considered himself “brave” or a “hero”. He told me once all he did was follow his training and instinct. He wasn’t trying to be a hero. But he and a fellow soldier cleared seven bunkers during an ambush in Vietnam, driving an enemy platoon from a well prepared position.
That’s bravery in action.
The list just goes on and on. … STOP
Well, that’s what popped into this mind this week.
THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Procrastination makes an easy job seem more difficult.
Dear ordinary Joe, yOU ARE NO ORDINARY! Your post is compelling and reaching- I am glad that I visited today (From FMF).
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Thank you for visiting and the kind words. Congratulations on graduation and good luck in Liberia. That’s brave!
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Such a beautiful, touching post.
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Thank you. Have a blessed weekend.
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Your wife’s story touched some deep places. My mom died a year and a half ago from an sudden and aggressive brain cancer, and she exhibited such courage and even humor. I guess my sister and I walked with her on that path brave, too, though at the time it didn’t seem like it. We just did the next thing. I guess that’s brave, too.
And Lady of Virtue is right. You’re no ordinary Joe. Bless you.
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Thank you. Just trying to walk the walk. I have a million stories {okay, maybe not a million} about my wife. She wasn’t just a wife … she was my world. I like to think I walked with her on her path as well, but I know I wasn’t as brave.
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Very inspirational thoughts!
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Thanks. How are you doing?
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