Hmm, probably the bravest thing I did was go and play for choir without having practiced. The foolish kind of bravery. I'm totally practicing this week.
The bravest thing I didn't do was call the guy I was supposed to call last week. I emailed him instead.
I went to a meeting for Market vendors and actually participated and talked to those around me. (Even if Random was with me, that's a pretty big accomplishment.)
The Epistler was quite honestly knocked on her ethereal behind by the sheer logic of this.
The bravest thing I did today was ask the waitress at Olive Garden to bring the salad undressed. My sister dislikes salad dressing but was too chicken to ask herself. So I stepped up to the plate.
Not the bravest thing I've ever done, but the bravest thing I did today.
The bravest thing I did yesterday was make a resume for a job that already has plenty of candidates. I was being kind of unbeknownstedly brave, too, because instead of looking it over and telling me if it was okay, my boss just sent it right out. Not to mention that rough list of my duties, which I totally could've made sound better.
The bravest thing so far today was getting up for scriptures at 5:15 this morning. It always takes a leap of faith.
I stood on my bed today, which always makes me nervous, because it's one of those IKEA beds with the wood slats that just doesn't seem like the kind of thing you're supposed to stand on.
I was brave and honest today. Honesty can take a lot of courage, even if the person you're talking to wants to know your true thoughts no matter what they are.
The Epistler was quite honestly knocked on her ethereal behind by the sheer logic of this.
I asked my friend to put down her cell phone and not text while she was driving on the freeway and didn't back down when she insisted that it was important.
