In my humble opinion, courage takes many forms and looks different for each one of us. It’s not always what you see in movies or on TV. Most of us are much more courageous then we ever recognize or give ourselves credit for. What are the hard things you do that no one knows about? What about the hard things others do that you don’t know about? We all bravely carry burdens. We are all asked to do hard things in our own way so why not have courage and take a moment to think the best of someone else.
I might not be a person
You’d expect to do hard things.
I’m quiet and uncomfortable
If I’m ever asked to sing.
And if the crowd becomes to large
My peace gives way to fear
And I’m searching for an exit
That is never, very near.
I’d much prefer to stay at home
And wear my favorite jeans.
But sometimes what you think you see
Isn’t what it seems.
I bravely had four surgeries
To bring my babies here.
I’d bravely do it all again
To bring them all so near.
I’ve spent most of my whole life
Without having any mother.
But with my faith I know someday
We’ll again see one another.
I sacrifice much of my day
To teach each of my kids
And leave behind the list of things
That other mothers did.
I quietly sit back
And watch my family grow
While I do much of the clean up
And serve more then they know.
Carefully I carry
A sleeping baby all day long
And with my teen I listen to
“Just one more” of his songs.
I help my husband quietly
Do his best to serve the ward
As he does his best to lead them
And humbly serve the Lord.
I try to spend much of my time
Reading scriptures everyday
Even when I don’t quite
Understand just what they say.
And while I’d like to have
A lot of money in the bank
I spend much of my free time
Serving those who never thank.
Heavenly Father and the Savior
Are the only ones who know
Exactly all the hard things
Even the ones I never show.
For Bravery isn’t always
A thing you think it is
But being willing to do the work
That is His and only His.
So while I might not be a person
You’d expect to do hard things
(And I’m quiet and uncomfortable
If I’m ever asked to sing…)
And when the crowd becomes to large
My peace will change to fear
And I’ll be searching for an exit
That probably won’t be near.
And I still prefer to stay at home
And wear my favorite jeans
Sometimes what you think you see
Isn’t what it seems.