By Brandy Wallner
God's Brave Women - Brandy's Story
We think that bravery is understanding exactly what to do in a crisis. We imagine ourselves the capable protagonist of our own life stories, rising to any occasion. All the major pop-anthems that we belt at the top of our lungs confirm our inner, “You go girl!”
But what if we aren’t capable of everything those songs tell us? What if the real protagonist of our story stands waiting for us to finally just – give everything to Him?
"But what if we aren’t capable of everything those songs tell us? What if the real protagonist of our story stands waiting for us to finally just – give everything to Him?"
My story of bravery is about giving things over to the Lord.
After waiting seemingly forever to find “my person,” Kevin and I were married while the sun set one evening in July 2015. Our first year of marriage was unlike what everyone says about the first year being the hardest. For us…it wasn’t! We laughed a lot, were affectionate with each other, and our fights were minor.
A year and a half later, everything changed.
The sounds of typical home life started setting Kevin on edge. Pots & pans being removed from the cupboards, my chewing, throat clearing. Birds chirping, the neighbor coming up the stairs to his apartment, kids playing outside. And the whistle of the train that ran about 2 blocks from our apartment was like the call of Satan! My out-going husband suddenly wanted nothing more than to be alone.
I started walking on egg-shells in my home and began making myself as small as I could.
Over the next 18 months, his noise sensitivity, or Misophonia, heightened. We moved out of the apartment that I loved because the train whistle was causing Kevin so much anxiety.