Courage from a feather.

I posted a photo on Instagram this morning wearing my courage key and sharing three things that I needed courage for today.

While there were more than three things today that needed courage, Caleb’s immunizations were at the top of my list.

You see, a couple of years ago Caleb had to have blood taken. And it did not go well.

It took Andrew and two nurses to hold him down, and another nurse to take his blood.

He was so traumatized from that experience that he would panic in doctor appointments or any kind of medical situation.

So four-year old needles were something I was dreading. To the point of near avoidance. When I got the call this week that they could fit him in, I knew I had to take the plunge and be brave.

I had many little conversations with Caleb throughout the day about what was going to happen, and since as a family we are committed to trying things that scare us and being brave, he felt confident that this was a chance to be courageous.

As I was packing up Eli, who also had immunizations today, I heard Caleb excitedly yelling “mom, a feather, a feather just flew into my hand.”

There in his hand was the most delicate, beautiful little white feather I had ever seen.

I’m not into good luck charms, or believing items hold power, but I do like it when we can use something as a reminder.

I, and anyone involved in the Brave Collective, knows that the feather is a symbol of courage. 

A feather enables flight. A baby bird risks heights and all other fears, to bravely jump from the nest.

I reminded Caleb of the meaning of the feather, and said to him that I thought God gave him that feather to remind him that He would help Caleb be brave.

This was just the boost that he needed, and with great anticipation of his opportunity for bravery, we headed on our way.

And he was amazing. Like, blew his mama totally away, incredible.

At the end he received a certificate, and it happened to say the word brave on it. Was he ever proud.11304295_10155560877770431_2058500153_n

All the pieces are falling into place for me tonight as I remember a passage I read and prayed over my family this morning from Psalm 91.

This I declare about the LordHe alone is my refuge, my place of safety; he is my God, and I trust him. For he will rescue you from every trap and protect you from deadly disease. He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection.

Psalm 91:2-4

The feather was in Caleb’s hand for a moment, then it disappeared and we couldn’t find it.

I thank God tonight for literally covering my son in His feathers and sheltering Caleb with His wings, even from what may seem an insignificant childhood fear.

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