Remember when you were a kid and decided for the first time to jump off of the monkey bars without any help? For many this memory is probably deep in our memory bank, but I've seen it first hand with my kids, and oh.. what joy to have accomplished such a great task! I'm starting to realize as an adult how few risk I have taken over the years. I think fear got the best of me on most circumstances. But now, I choose to jump. How great is that?! So why is it so hard to take that leap?
One thing I find handy about memories (even the ones that were tramatic for me like my divorce), I can look back now and be so very proud of myself for surving such a couragous thing such as leaving my life of 16 years into the unknown. I know it was a huge risk to take, but I knew I had to take it. Call it faith, call it survival... either way I took a risk and thank God it worked out!
We all have been giving these test of life. The kind that make us feel like we are being pushed out of an airplane getting ready to do our first skydiving jump. It's scary! Our immediate instinct is to go back inside, hide under the covers and put a "Do not disturb" sign on our door. But taking that step, that very scary first step, can have a tramendous impact on our growth. I feel like in many ways, these "scary" situations help us grow ten times faster then the average lessons. The rewards far outway the negatives.
So I choose to jump. Last year I went Ziplining for the first time. I really want to go skydiving, so I thought this would be a good first test to see if I could do it. The most interesting thing about it is that taking that first step was the hardest part, then after that it was exhilerating! That's what risk are though. One small step past the fear and then viola, the skies open, the angles sing and your laughing like a child because you are so proud of yourself for taking the risk and excited about this new and wonderful experience. You took a chance and you survived! Again, the rewards far outway the negatives.
I challenge you today to start taking more risk. Even if its something as small as eating something you wouldn't normally eat (I say this for myself because I'm a picky eater). Playing it safe may be safe, but in reality its boring and has no room for growth. Why not live fully? You never know what's on the other side until you try to risk getting over there.