I readied for work more quickly than usual today. After I dressed, I paused in the mirror which my daughters and friends can tell you I rarely do. I felt as hot and fresh as a loaf of bread being pulled from the oven. As a women pushing 50 with no historical confidence in herself, I wondered how it could be that I was finally starting to accept myself?
When I wonder, I look at my daily calendar:
“The faithful are the brave, their confidence comes from God alone.”
I kid you not.
My faith is affirmed again as I start my day. What a great feeling.