Walking Out Brave in Our Everyday Lives
By Ronne Rock
God's Brave Women - Ronne's Story
It looks different for all of us, doesn't it?
I used to think bravery was comprised of big, bold, audacious steps that would cause the earth beneath my feet to quake. I've learned so much over the years about the mountain-moving power of trembling knees or how brave it is to carefully navigate the darkness just to follow the smallest sliver of light.
"I've learned so much over the years about the mountain-moving power of trembling knees or how brave it is to carefully navigate the darkness just to follow the smallest sliver of light."
Now, I’ll not lie. There have been big bold steps in my life. There was the Sunday morning I packed everything I could into a friend’s Plymouth Arrow and fled a thorny situation with my precious baby boy in tow. There was no real plan for the days ahead, but there was a fortitude within my soul that I knew was God’s own breath filling my lungs as I prepared for the journey.
I packed that boy up a few years later and moved to a new state and a new career in a newly formed management position at a television station. This time the boldness found itself not only in proving out my qualifications to be in that new role, but in figuring out childcare and finding the best place to live and the best church to attend so that boy could thrive.
And then, there was the leap from the comfort and benefits of a career in marketing television shows and perfect evenings of entertainment for the family to marketing the beauty of community and the power of a simple “yes” to the sponsorship of a child, or an act of service for the orphaned and vulnerable. Gone are the days of perks and pay raises and performance bonuses