Life is full of risks, known and unknown, seen and unseen, documented and fleeting. We take on the risk of life by living. Regardless of our awareness, it started at the time we entered the world. Everywhere around us, there are accidents, problems, and challenges that threaten our very existence.
Most of the time, I forget that the big risks exists. Life is reasonably good, the struggle to put food on the table real, and tragedy seems far away. Wars are fought in foreign lands, drugs land on another’s doorstep, and relationships are treasured in our home. The lack of heartache on a grand scale naturally leads on to assume that everything is going to be ok.
Everything is at risk.
When I drive, especially when I trust another’s signal and the fact that they slowed down for the turning point so pull directly out in front of them, I take my life, as well as the lives of those with me in the car, in my hands. When I fly, the risk is simple; I place my life in the machines, safety checks, and flying abilities of those in control. I also trust that those who would intend to do me harm are deterred from coming on board.
I wonder if I realize how vulnerable my soul is. The constant attack has left me thinking that my defenses are ok. In reality, they are not! I continue to feed my self junk when I need nourishing food. I try to satisfy myself with imitation gods when only the real God will satisfy.
Risks are here, always. The focus does not need to be directly on the risks, rather what I am going to do about them. Will I stand for others or defend my god of self?
“Souls are saved by truthful witness and betrayed by the spread of lies.” (Proverbs 14.25)
Protection comes by holding on to God with everything you have. Turns out He is already holding on to you and to me. Giving God away is the our key to help others.