How life is defined by quiet moments of bravery

After a lifetime of going, the bravest thing I’ve ever done was to stay.

My story starts with the bravery of my parents, when they left everything they knew in California to become lifelong missionaries in France. I was seven when we moved, oblivious to the fact that I should have felt some measure of fear, and instead felt only excitement. 

I was fourteen when my parents sent me to a boarding school for missionary kids in Germany. I left my family behind and moved to a different country without an ounce of fear in my heart, only too grateful to leave difficult French public schools behind. 

And when I turned eighteen and it was time to go to college, I flew to the United States – a country that felt so foreign to me despite what my passport said – and started a new life on my own.

Flashy moves across countries and continents was not bravery on my part, it was simply what had to be done. As is so often the case, my act of bravery happened in a still, quiet moment, with a gentle nudge from the Holy Spirit.

Click here to read the rest of the story, as featured in the “God’s Brave Women” series!

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I'm a Special Education teacher turned ministry leader. I empower moms to live out their Kingdom calling by finding missional moments right where they are.

2 thoughts on “How life is defined by quiet moments of bravery

  1. Beautiful Sarah. Sometimes staying is the best decision we could ever make. I was not in a missionary family growing up, but I left home for college. I was all ready and raring to leave and join college with all my high school friends after semester 1…and year 1, but God asked me to stay. I have been in Louisiana ever since. Hindsight is great, but following God’s voice in the middle takes great faith. Thank you for sharing.

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