“The Bible tells us about a brave man named Caleb. Do you remember how God delivered the children of Israel from slavery in Egypt? Caleb was one of them!”
Four year old Caleb is staring at me intently. The smirk on his face tells me that he knows this story well, but is enjoying not only the hero, but hearing his name.
“Moses sent 12 spies into the promised land to check it out. The spies saw wonderful farmland and huge grapes. They also saw large cities and giants.”
Caleb’s smile gets bigger.
“Many of the spies were afraid of the giants, but not Caleb! He had strong faith and knew God would help them.”
Some of us are born fearless. Both my Rebekah and Joshua are like that. Others are born with a healthy dose of caution, that is my Micah. Some of us are born afraid of our own shadows, that’s my Caleb.
The irony of this makes me smile because his name means brave.
But isn’t true bravery when we are afraid and do it anyway?
There have been many, many times in my life in which I gave into the fears and didn’t push through them. I regret this. I didn’t want Caleb to have the same regrets so I often told him the Bible story about the hero he is named for.
Caleb is now 11 and you know what? He is very brave! My heart swells with pride each time I see him do something he is afraid of. I know how hard that is! That fearful inclination did not go away, but he’s learning to push through it.
What about you, dear friends? What fears are hindering you? I challenge you today to face them, step outside of your comfort zone, and embrace bravery!