One of the things that impacted me from the movie was the courage of these every-day women. African-American women lived life as they did in the 1950-60's, because society was slow to change. But, these women found courage from deep within and regardless of what could have been a life-threatening outcome, they courageously moved forward. It resulted in history being changed. There was a high cost to their courageous acts. There always is. Courage and cost go hand-in-hand.
After watching the movie, I went to sleep thinking, I don't have courage. I've never faced insurmountable odds and had to take a stand for something like these women did. I haven't changed history. I fell asleep feeling so inadequate in comparison to these courageous, risk-taking women. As a result, the wonderful The Holy Spirit played some of my life back to me this morning. He reminded me that I am an intercessor and it's in prayer that I am most bold and courageous. I've taken stands against evil in the Spirit realm on behalf of many. I have plowed through the realms of darkness so that other's could get a glimpse of God's Light. Many have been set free or had dramatic, miraculous changes in their lives. And as a result, their personal history's changed. This morning The Holy Spirit also reminded me of the occasions when I've taken bold, courageous risks in the natural world as well. One in particular changed our personal history.
Thirty one years ago, my father did the unspeakable to one of my children. After many agonizing hours on my face in prayer, I made a decision. A war raged in my soul as I counted the cost and mustered all the courage I could to implement my decision. I severed all ties to my immediate family. Extended family members and friends of the family didn't understand my actions, so they, in turn, wrote me off. Through all these years of raising my children, I had none of my family to rely on. I had none to visit with, no birthdays to celebrate, no one to chit chat on a phone with, no one to get angry with, or to laugh or cry with. And now that I'm an empty-nester, it seems the loneliness can be soul crushing at times with no family to interact with. That was the cost of my stand. It's only through The Holy Spirit showing me this morning that I realize it was a courageous act on my part. With all my fear and trembling back then, it certainly didn't seem so at the time. I've paid a high personal price to keep my children safe from the deviant predators in my family line, but I would do it again in a heartbeat. The Holy Spirit showed me this morning that taking that stand against evil did require courage and it did change history. l know my children probably don't fully realize what they were spared from. And that is a good thing. Only I know - all too intimately - what perverted harm my family was capable of inflicting upon my children. I thank God our history was changed.
Courage is in us all just waiting to be needed. And when it is, that courage will be a history changer!
Because of Him and Unto Him,