I’ve been challenged this week on taking risks. I tend to play it safe when it comes to certain things.
I tend to stay inside my comfort zone-willing everything to stay the same.
God is not about letting everything stay the same.
Following God means taking risks. If you don’t take risks, you’ll never understand and experience the
presence, power, and peace of God.
Sure, if you take the risk, it very well could end badly, but it might end up being SO much more than you
expected. You don’t know if you never tried.
I had a boy in swim lessons this week say, “I’m terrible.” He proceeded to pout and cross his arms. “I quit.”
I looked him square in the eyes and said, “The only true way to fail is to not try or quit.”
Oftentimes, we are like that boy. We pout and won’t take the risk because it’s scary stepping of that ledge
into the unknown. We like our comfy lives, just the way it is.
Sometimes, God upends our comfy lives. When we get a semblance of order in our lives, we cling to it,
like a little clings to a safety blanket. We fear chaos again.
I know I did.
Life has been pretty good lately.
Too good. Or so I think.
I keep waiting for the other foot to drop. At the same time, I find myself clinging to what I do have afraid
that it will get ripped from me again.
I’ve fallen in love with the littles at school.
I’ve found my corner of the world-right now. I’m content.
I was challenged this week to keep taking risks strategically. Keep pushing my limits for God because
He has shown me again and again that He does more.
He continually bursts-like fireworks-out of every box I try to put Him in. Even this year, He did more than I
ever expected-allowing me to go to Ukraine and fall in love with the littles at school. I returned to
driving. I crossed oceans by myself and added two new countries to my passport. I
grew closer to Him as He sought my heart. I returned to swimming.
Like my Mom reminded me tonight, it’s like God’s provision and goodness is like a rope tied around our waist.
The other end is tied around a tree, but the only way we feel the tension on the rope is if we step off the edge.
It’s the same with God. The only way we are going to see-like really see God’s goodness-is if we step out into
the unknown and step off the ledge.
That’s my prayer for the last month and a half of 2018 and the beginning of 2019.
Let go of whatever is holding you back and step of the ledge with me.