Risks

Risk aversion keeps us from living. Everything in life is a risk. Safety and success are never 100% guaranteed.

 

Marriage is a risk. Deciding to have children is probably one of the biggest.  Of course, I’m talking about risks of human living. Bungee jumping and sky diving do not fit in these categories.

 

Changing careers is a risk. Going back to college or grad school is a risk. Risk means sacrifice in all these cases. We give something and don’t, can’t know if the sacrifice will bring any reward we hope for.

 

I say this because I’m taking a big risk this week, although it’s a calculated and pretty safe one.

 

In a few minutes I’m going for a walk; there is risk there, but to think about it would enjoy the pleasure of it (despite the humidity today!)

 

Jesus sacrificed, but there was no risk. He knew the outcome. For the joy that was set before him, he endured the cross, despising and scorning the shame, and is not seated by the Father. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.


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