If you had to name the top five bravest people you know, who would make the list? Maybe your mom or dad? A pastor? A teacher? A friend? You?
Chances are, you’ve probably never thought of yourself as brave. After all, it’s not likely that you’ve rescued someone from a burning building or saved someone from drowning (you know, all those heroic acts you’ve seen someone do on TV that everyone calls “brave”). No, you are just you, doing your school thing, going to church, and having fun with hobbies and friends. No real need for bravery around here, you might think.
Well, that’s what the girls in our church youth group thought at first too. Hope, Honor, Glory, Faith, and Gracie didn’t see anything really spectacular about their lives.
A word like bravery was supposed to be saved for big-time heroes, not small-town, ordinary girls, right?
So when they all began studying how God used ordinary girls in the Bible to accomplish amazing things for His kingdom, they were blown away. Story after story showed how God worked incredible wonders whenever His girls simply followed His lead. It didn’t take sensational abilities or outrageous events—just simple faith from regular people trusting an extraordinary God to do miraculous things.
Join Brave Girls Faith, Hope, Glory, Gracie, and Honor as they discover how much they are loved and they learn what it means to live godly lives in their homes, schools, and communities.
Faith, Hope, Glory, Gracie, and Honor are five regular girls with regular lives. They have frustrating siblings and friends who fight sometimes, even though they love each other a lot. They have strong subjects in school, but they have struggles too. They love Jesus, and sometimes they have questions about Him.
They’re just like you!
Brave Girls Confidential is a collection of stories meant to encourage and inspire. Through tales of what it means to be brave, strong, and faithful in everyday life, the Brave Girls show young readers how exciting faith can be. With engaging stories, strengthening scriptures, and takeaway discussion points to encourage meaningful conversations, Tommy Nelson's Brave Girls Confidential has something for every girl who longs to live brave.
Ready for a game of football? Yeah, I know I’m a girl.
And girls aren’t supposed to play football, right? Well, you haven’t seen me with my brothers. Every Saturday afternoon we’re out in the yard playing flag football with our neighbors. And if it isn’t football, it’s soccer or softball. We even have a volleyball net! I guess that’s one advantage to living on a farm outside of town—plenty of room to play hard.
I actually have a girly side to me that likes to dress up and be pretty and all that stuff. But give me a pair of broken-in jeans, a T-shirt, and a good group of friends, and I’m happier than a homecoming queen.
I do admit that I have a challenge I don’t like to talk about—reading. I do okay in school for the most part. But when I read, the letters get mixed up, and sometimes it looks like another language to me. They call it dyslexia. I call it embarrassing. But I do my best to remember that God can help me tackle this challenge. And He’s where I’m learning to put my—you guessed it—hope!
Let’s just say it’s all by God’s grace that I’m here. And I’m not just saying that because of my name. If it had been left up to me, I’d still be in my old hometown of Perkasie, Pennsylvania. We’re talking beautiful green hills and parks on every street corner. I was born there, and I knew everybody (and everybody knew me) . . .
And then we moved. I thought life was over. I wanted my old friends and old world back, and I was pretty stubborn and loud about it.
In my hometown, my family and I didn’t talk about God much. But once we moved here, we started going to this church, and there were some girls in the youth group who were . . . nice. More than nice, really. They were cool. They liked to do fun stuff and all, but they also weren’t afraid to talk about things that matter—like what we’re supposed to do with our lives.
Wanna know something else kind of funny? The only time I ever sang back in Pennsylvania was in my shower at home. I loved it, but I was afraid to sing in public. Now I’m in the choir at church, and I’m singing about God to anybody who’ll listen!
I love beauty wherever I see it. In this awesome world God created, in a gorgeous dress in a store window, and in the great hugs I get from my friends. I think God’s beauty is everywhere—you just have to look for it.
Lately, I’ve had to look a little harder. Life at home wasn’t so pretty, and just last summer my parents got divorced. For a while, I got really mad at God and forgot about the good in the world.
But then my friends from the youth group started writing me encouraging notes and inviting me over.Their love and friendship was, well, beautiful—and it got me noticing all the other amazing ways God shows His love to me. I’ve started to see how God can take even the ugly, hard things in life and turn them into something good.
I’m working on forgiving my parents and praying that God will use me to encourage other girls like me. You know, God can take even the messiest of situations and use them for His glory!
My friends say that wherever there’s a challenge, I’m the one to take it! Maybe that’s why I always pick up stray animals and bring them home. I love to care for my furry friends and figure out how to make them better. I’m always going to the library to find new books to help me in my animal rescue mission! In fact, I love to read books in general. Last summer I started volunteering at the library so that I could help other kids learn to love books too.
But my biggest challenge lately hasn’t been at the library or with my five pets. It’s been at school. Studying has always been easy for me, and I was thrilled when the principal said I could skip a grade. But I had a really hard time fitting in with the older kids. They didn’t seem impressed with my intelligence, so at first I tried dressing and talking more like they did, even though I knew it didn’t honor God. That didn’t work either.
So who am I, really? You could say I’m God’s girl, even though I don’t always act like it. But I am learning how to honor Him more. And one day I hope to take all the abilities God has given me and use them, maybe to become a veterinarian or zoologist or something. Whatever I do, though, one thing’s for sure: I want it all to honor God.
Have you ever known anybody who is homeschooled? If you haven’t, now you do! My sister and I have been homeschooled all our lives. I miss my friends, but I still love learning at home because I have more time—to finish my work, to hang out, and to think. I’ve even used that time to start reading the Bible on my own because I really want to make God happy.
But to tell the truth, I tend to try to please more than just God. I want everyone to like what I do, which has made me quite a perfectionist. Even though my name is Faith, I think a better name right now would be “Worry” because I’m always worried that I’m going to disappoint someone, including myself. The only time I get away from those thoughts is when I’m painting, my favorite hobby.
The girls in the youth group are helping me too, and I love spending time with them. They remind me that God already knows all about my mess ups and sins but loves me anyway. I guess I’m learning that my faith is not a bunch of “dos and don’ts.” It’s about a relationship with God, who knows the real me, and He is working on me to make me more like Him. That’s what real faith is all about—believing that God loves me, forgives me, and sees me as His very own work of art, no matter what!