In eighth grade, I played Glinda the Good Witch in my school’s production of the Wizard of Oz. I had a blast, and I think it’s the most pink I’ve ever worn in my life.
The proof is in the pudding. Or…right here. Anyway.
I was thinking about being Glinda a few days ago. And then a thought popped into my head… “I think I should’ve been the cowardly lion.”
Excuse me?! Right when I thought it, I knew deep down it was the enemy. A cowardly lion? If I only had the nerve? That’s not me. Or is it?
I thought about how I was having so much trouble picking up the phone to call my supporters. The easiest call in the world. Seriously all I needed to say was thank you. I AM THANKFUL, and all I needed to do was get on the phone and express that to the people who have already generously chosen to join me. It took me a week of pumping myself up to do it, but I did. I needed courage. Did not having courage make me a cowardly lion?
I’m freaked out by this concept of the World Race. I denied the opportunity when God first presented it to me. I said it was too long and too expensive. Ha. I thought about my fears again, of leaving everything and everyone behind, and following God into a $16,000 mission year in Asia (ASIA!). Do my fears over this crazy experience make me a cowardly lion?
Yesterday after class, my roommate told me to paint a picture (aka stop watching New Girl and do something semi-productive). The first thing that popped into my head? The cowardly lion. Now, when you search google images, the only thing that pops up for “cowardly lion” is hundreds of pictures of the real cowardly lion from the Wizard of Oz. Knowing that my artistic skills are few, and it would not end up faintly looking like a lion at all, I googled “abstract lion” and chose a picture to paint. And my picture of lion actually ended up…well…like a lion! Shocker, I know.
How did I choose that verse to be put next to my not-so-cowardly lion? I googled “verses on courage.” Seriously. I figured if this wasn’t the cowardly lion, I might as well try to inspire myself to be courageous.
Unfortunately, we aren’t even really at the story yet. Wowza.
But you have the backstory. And let’s be honest, we both know how this story is gonna end…Jesus is going to tell me that I’m not the cowardly lion. Nailed it. Gold star. But how…
Stay tuned for Part 2!! (and Katy Perry!)
