Isn’t it crazy that even when everything I know and see is on the downstream side of insanity, just hanging on to hope by a thread, Jesus’ name is STILL ‘Deliverer’?
Even when I feel like a skittering mouse, MY name, because of my divine heritage, is STILL ‘Courageous Victor’?
I’ve thought to myself, “Maybe I’ll find a syringe of courage on the other side of a challenge, kind of like the proverbial gold at the end of a rainbow!”
Guess what? I haven’t found a crumb.
I guess courage comes from an unseen source, like the very air we breathe.
Always surrounding me.
Always enough.
Always ready to make me STRONGER THAN BEFORE I ASKED FOR HIM TO HELP.
Victory on earth is so different then Jesus’ definition for His victories (which are happening all around you, unseen.)
Close your eyes, and look with His, and you will be encouraged.
Turn your eyes away from darkness, and live out your name!
COURAGEOUS VICTOR!!!
A Blurred Reflection 
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