By Quantrilla Ard
God's Brave Women - Quantrilla's Story
Brave didn’t happen over time for me, it happened in an instant.
The very moment I didn’t know if I’d be able to take the next step, bravery sauntered in, filled in the gap and gently urged me forward. One foot, then the other, until I found myself slowly but surely making progress through some of the most difficult days of my life.
It began like any other day except my sleep had been disturbed so much in the past two weeks, I was starting to consider melatonin or some other sleep aids. I was tired, a little moody, yet wondering what God wanted me to hear from Him.
I just started walking through an online bible study with a popular women’s ministry and the title of the book was Dangerous Prayers by Craig Groeschel. Nothing in me wanted to explore this concept in any way, but it was as if God was preparing me – giving me a head start of sorts to the fallout that was headed our way.
Within two weeks, my husband lost his job, we had big time problems with our tenant and rental home, and COVID-19 shut down our state. I was devastated. I grasped for God and gasped for air. It felt as if troubles were compounding and multiplying while everything we knew and loved and had worked so hard for was crumbling in heaps all around us.
We started praying those dangerous prayers.
What I didn’t know at the time was that God would ultimately ask us to do something that would require a level of trust and bravery I had not yet acquired. With each disappointing blow, God was giving me the mortar and bricks with which to build my faith. The more we prayed, the more we realized we needed to pray.