Is it still called a ‘risk’ if you play it safe when taking one?
The times I attempt to be risky, it’s usually on my terms. If it’s somewhat of a certainty that things will turn out how I think they should, then I’ll jump in. If there’s a guaranteed outcome, then why not risk it? If there’s a promised reward at the end, then sure, I’d be silly not to do it.
Most people consider risks and plans and resolutions at that time between the old and new year. I tend to think of them today–my birthday. I think back over the past year and wonder if I’ve lived right. Have I loved the people around me as I am loved? Have I taken any risks? Should I be doing more with this next year of my life.
How fitting that tonight’s subject is risk. I’m not a risky person. It’s not in my nature to gamble. At all. Yet, that’s part of what life is about. Risk.
Trusting God is a risk. Obedience is a risk. I may find myself going solo or worse yet–looking like a fool. See how easily that turned into something selfish?
I shy away from risks because of how I think I may look.
Sometimes God requires me to take a risk. I should rephrase it. Sometimes God requires me to step out in faith. It’s not about me looking stupid. It’s about the wonderful things He can do through me. As a bonus–there are always blessings that come when I take a God-led risk.
