It’s six-fourteen in the AM and I’m playing with words and images on my five-year old white PC. In the far corner of a Mickey D’s I’m slowly typing away. My mind is reflecting on the moment I met Annie in Murfreesboro a few months ago. They titled the conference Called. I had planned to pre-buy Annie’s book before I came to the conference, but once again I failed. So, I just bought it there, from her booth. I’m still reading it slowly, quietly, because that is who I am. Our Father has blessed me with the ability to create on demand, He has blessed me with the ability to crank out images and words to move folks to the left or to the right. He has blessed me with the ability to cause others to move to points of sadness and anger. He has blessed me and mine with a home to get this one special work done and I am utterly and completely Thankful. Thankful to the point of obedience, not perfect obedience, but a heart of obedience. Truth is I’d rather be the brave outcast than follow the crowd any day.
Our Father’s word says … Do not follow the crowd in doing wrong. Yes, it’s right there in Exodus. Do not follow the crowd in doing wrong.
Do not follow the crowd in doing wrong. When you give testimony in a lawsuit, do not pervert justice by siding with the crowd. Exodus:23-2 (NIV)
The title of Annie’s book alone caused my heart to be more brave. Not one chapter did I read before I found myself being my own kinda of quiet brave. I found myself using the title of her book like the first stance in a cheer. Well, I’m not a cheer leader, I can barely carry a tune. But, there is much to be said about a book which speaks to ALL.
Annie’s book has encourage my heart to be my own kind of quiet brave, not the kind we see on social media. Annie’s book has encourage my heart to be my own special kind of quiet brave, not the kind you see on Black Friday. Annie’s book has encourage my heart to be my own kind of quiet brave, the kind my now married daughter sees, right in my Living Room. Annie’s book has encourage my heart to be my own kind of quiet brave, the kind my son sees from the football field … standing high in the stands … cheering him on just like Annie.
Let’s all be brave: Follow the crowd or be the outcast, like me … and find no thing but pockets of peace … You too are your own niche.
It’s like my Daddy used to say … If you stand for nothing, you’ll fall for anything.
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