Like any other writer, I dream of book tours and lecture circuits, but the actual reality of those things is far beyond my comfort zone. Planes, trains, and automobiles whirling about the country, carrying me off to places unseen and people unknown…my heart begins to thud with the mere contemplation.
I’m not a brave person.
When I think of the word brave, my mind conjures up images of people who have done great things. Florence Nightingale, caring for wounded soldiers left in appalling conditions during the Crimean War. Sojourner Truth’s “Ain’t I a Woman?” speech. Desmond Doss, the conscientious objector who saved the lives of up to 75 men during the Battle of Okinawa. Rosa Parks refusing to give up her seat on the bus.
Me? I’m lucky if I can put together one coherent sentence when in the presence of a stranger…
Head on over to Lisa’s place to read the rest. Then, stick around for awhile. Lisa a wonderful writer who uses her platform to encourage readers to cling to Jesus.