It’s Monday, y’all, and I for one am not into it. I’m staring down another week of busy, after a full weekend of uff da. Today, it’s enough for me to show up. Still in my pajamas, I’m sure at least until noon, but I’m here. Gina, reporting for life.
But today I’m agreeing with Brené Brown that it can be brave just to show up. Just to come and say, “I’m here. I may not be ready. I may not feel like I have what it takes, but I’m here. I’ll do it scared if I have to. I’ll do it less than. I’ll do what there is for me to do, faithfully. And that will be enough.”
Our sweet girl showed up this weekend. She spent most of it trying out for a competitive soccer development program. Right out of the gate, the wind got knocked out of her sails by a shaming comment from one of the coaches after she missed an easy shot. It rattled her, threw her day off. She came home in tears, full of frustration and regret. But I was so proud. I was proud because she stayed. She did it scared. Maybe not the best she could have done, but she showed up. That’s important. That’s brave.
Even more brave to go back the next day and do it all over again. “Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, ‘I will try again tomorrow.'” She did.
As I saw my husband off to another tough work day, he looked at me and said, “I’m showing up.” Yep. That’s enough.
This fall has been a series of showing up days for me. Days that feel like they ask more than I have (am I the only one who feels like raising teenagers requires a counseling degree they don’t have?). But I keep showing up. Gina, reporting for life.
Some days, I feel like I did it all really well. I feel like a rock star. Some days, I feel like I’m fresh out of amazing, as my friend and fellow blogger Stacey would say (she’s got a book coming out next fall to tell us all more about how to walk those days, and I’m so excited!). Grace for the rest. Faithful isn’t about how well you do it – it’s about doing it, period. It’s showing up, again and again.
The reason I keep showing up is because I know that He can use what I bring. He takes my offerings and fills in the empty spaces with grace. I can show up because I know He goes before. I am not alone. I can do it scared, tired, empty, lonely, weak, clueless. I can do it with confidence because He uses it all.
So let’s show up today. Let’s bring our best, whatever that looks like on any given day, and know that it’s enough because He has the rest. This can be our act of courage today, our brave face regardless of the circumstances.