It came today. I have been anxiously awaiting it’s arrival. This small package with such a big goal. It came today. And I love it. It’s not all that much, you say? Just a necklace to join the ranks of so many others that have swam around my neck, you thing? Oh sweet friend, it is there that the beauty begins. It is simple. It is small. It is brave. Oh so brave. Because it represents so much.
For me, it represents beauty. There was a time, between decisions and doctors and giving up the biggest dream ever, that I felt far from brave. That I felt small. That my dreams seemed like a fading lantern, snuffed out by the cruelty of time and circumstance. But there is also this man. Who held my hand and knew my thoughts even though I would never voice something so vulnerable. And one morning, in the harsh lights of the post-op recovery room, when I was wrapped in blankets and shivering from the cold of brokenness and surgical air, he looked at me and said three words: You are so brave. And never in my life had I felt more beautiful. Despite the foggy mind of anesthesia. Despite the cool class of the hospital gown, the IV lines and the tape, I felt beautiful. Because he called me brave. I’ve never been a beauty queen. Although once upon a time I was a hairstylist, I loved the edge of a cut or the stripe of a color more than the pursuit of beauty itself. To me beauty has always been beyond what is seen. It is what is felt. It is how some one acts, how they present themselves. It is the ability to stand tall, to fight for what you love, a warrior. Beauty if bravery.
So when this friend of mine shared her story, I saw the beauty in her bravery. When she shared her heart and this wide open dream, I loved her all the more for her compassion and desire to serve. You see she has this plan. A plan to build a home, a garden, a school, a playground and a dining room. She wants to build a community out of a piece of land and brokenness. She wants to bring healing to bellies marred by hunger and bodies filled with disease. She wants to bring motherhood to the motherless. And it all takes place in Maubane, South Africa. This isn’t a wanton dream. It’s been prayed over, cried over, and loved over. It is a leap of faith and a hope of all hopes. It is brave. And it is beautiful.
So what’s the deal with this necklace? How is it related? Well it was my first step to help build this community. Half of the proceeds went directly to the Maubane Community Center, thanks to Krafty Kash. The cool thing is that out of the five phases of this project, the first phase is already funded! That’s a community garden, ready to plant. How incredibly cool is that? Would you like to be a part of this dream? You can. And I know you would love it. Take a trip on over to Pure Charity and help build a kitchen. Share in the beauty. Be Brave.