On Fridays, I like to join in at The Gypsy Mama blog and write for 5 minutes on the word that Lisa-Jo has chosen. Today she has chosen:
I define risk as taking a chance. It seems to me that taking chances is an elemental part of life. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
|I felt another path picture was in order!|
This week I have been thinking a lot about paths, and how God directs me. First of all, there is risk in taking any path at all. I mean, I could just stay where I am at. Or could I? It's a law of nature that one is either growing or decaying. You lose ground just by standing there in indecision.
Sometimes our whole life is determined by a choice we make. I remember when I was still living at home that I made the decision to come with my parents on vacation to visit my grandmother. That one decision determined my future because that trip was the time I met my husband. I may never have met him, married him and moved one thousand miles from home to be with him had I not went on vacation that year.
By going on vacation, I ultimately chose the father of my children!
Of course, if we worried that every decision made determined our destiny, we might get mired down by fear of making the wrong choice.
Which brings me back again to the scripture I wrote about last week:
5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart;
Proverbs 3:5-6 New Living Translation (NLT)
do not depend on your own understanding.
6 Seek his will in all you do,
and he will show you which path to take
You can depend that God will lead, nudge or even pull you into the direction you need to go ... If you wholeheartedly trust Him!
Go on! Take a chance!