Brave

I want to be the kind of brave
That sees the good,
The kind that seeks to understand 
Before trying to be understood.
I want to be the kind of brave 
That enters in and chooses to stay, 
The kind that sees suffering 
And doesn't look away. 
I want to be the kind of brave 
That slows down long enough to rest
The kind that sets boundaries 
And knows I don't always have to say yes.
I want to be the kind of brave
That stewards my gifts to mend and restore, 
The kind that loves deeply 
And remembers all that I was created for.