Taking Risks

I have never been much of a risk taker.  This may seem a little weird coming from someone who jumps off of planes, scuba dives, and travels anywhere a passport can take you.  To me, it’s not that serious. I am assured that if something goes wrong, I die.  There’s no real in-between. I am either meant to live and fulfill a purpose or not.  I know my soul is right and I’m going to heaven.  So these risks are all…calculated. 

What about the risks that will tag me as a failure?  I calculate the costs and all of a sudden, there is something I missed…some intricate detail that made my entire world collapse.  And instead of dying, I have to live in the ruin my failings caused and the pieces left from which to rebuild.  Who wants that burden?  It’s debilitating. To the point, I never step out in faith to accomplish the tasks assigned righteously to me.  I see everyone else living the dream I paid and prayed for.  Admittedly, my fear of failure paid to see someone else succeed because I am paying them for what I can effectively do for myself.  My fear of failure prays the success of those around me, but never for myself.  To me, that’s weird.  There will never be a return on investment. 

This year, I’m taking risks.  I started out with a boxing class (because the poundage needs to come off), then joined several dating websites (because I eventually do hope to get married), selling Mary Kay (because I must’ve been bored that day as I don’t have any other excuse) and now running a marathon (because friends from my alma mater made me feel invincible and now I’m stuck). It all seems surreal. With me and risks, I always debate within myself if the investment is worth it before I even begin.  The dream is never deferred, because it’s never realized. 

Here I am, running for my life, literally and figuratively. Seriously, 26.2 miles seems impossible when 3.2 miles feels like climbing Mt. Everest.  I know I can finish this race – but in case I don’t, maybe I’ll drop a few pounds or make some new friends.  Fulfilling my dream of becoming a successful writer can be achieved as well…and here lies my first step.  Each word posted has me running toward something greater.  So as you journey with me, please encourage me.  Leave a comment, contact me, or peruse some of the places I mention in each post (because when I get a good sale, everyone knows it).

As was mentioned to me today…”If you pile up enough tomorrows, you’ll be left with nothing but a lot of empty yesterdays.”  So take risks and never look back. SMOOCHES!!