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The Sandbox Writing Challenge 2018 — Exercise 14
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What risks have you taken in your life?
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I’m guessing that the last time I did this challenge I probably said I wasn’t a risk taker. And that would be true. I have played it safe, played by the book all my life in hopes that the old adage that nice guys don’t finish last is actually true. Just this morning I called our health insurance company to let them know the lab at the doc’s office did the wrong blood work for me last week. The office called this morning to tell me, and I was curious as to if they went ahead and billed the insurance company — they did. The guy who helped me was somewhat flabbergasted when I said I called because I didn’t think it was fair to the insurance company. Well heck! I guess not a lot of people would give a hoot!
Be that as it may, every day we all make choices that involve risks in one way or another. Tiny micro decisions that we have to at least momentarily consider the consequences of. My guess is, however, that we don’t particularly experience those times as risks.
For most of us when we think of risks we likely think of something really outside our comfort zone. Sure, there are big things in our lives that we perceive as risks. New jobs. New cars. New houses. New relationships. New KIDS! But still these decisions are all encountered in the course of our every day lives.
So if I don’t really see those things as risks, what would risk look like for me? I think the biggest risk anyone can take is to let their guard down and love someone. Doing that puts us in our most vulnerable states in so many ways. And that love can look like many different things. From my experience a good example of this is when we adopted our daughter, Stef, from India. That’s the hugest risk I’ve ever taken.
I could probably write a book on the number of risks we hurdled as we went through that whole adoption process. And then to have a child come into our life and not know how we would respond to him or her, well that was the biggest risk of all. Would we love her the same as we did our biological son? (We do. In fact, we keep forgetting which one is the adopted one! 😉 ) There were hundreds of little decisions that needed to be made along the way. `
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I was going to say that adoption was the only real risk I’ve ever taken. But in thinking through this prompt I’ve realized that risk may not be the right word to describe our adoption experience. I guess what we were actually doing was stepping out in faith. Maybe I don’t understand the difference. And maybe that’s why I’ve never been a risk-taker. Maybe I’m a faith-walker. Martin Luther King said:
Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.
And we couldn’t even see the tread on the stairs!
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Do YOU think there’s a difference between taking a risk and stepping out in faith?
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Picture Source:
Mouse — SlideShare
Faith Words — Healing Waters Flow
So love the idea of Faith Walking….you know when We picked up and left Pa to Va we did so on a wing and a prayer…..
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And it was such a good “flight” for you guys! 🙂
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I love this post, Cheryl. Thank you for sharing the large and small risks you’ve taken. I do believe that a risk is stepping out on faith that whatever you are doing is leading you down a path that will take you somewhere. The biggest risk I took was thirty years ago. I left my job of 11 years and sold my house. Without a job or anything I moved from TN to MI to see if a relationship with an old flame from college could work out. (It did and we are still together and have two lovely daughters as a result of our union.) It was risky because neither of us knew if we could make it work. I had no support system up here, no job (although I found one pretty fast) and an 8 year old so that I moved from his dad. It was a hard first couple of years but it has turned out to be the best decision I ever made – ever. And now we are retired together, traveling, playing games, and sharing family. (My cousin and wife joined my step daughter and fiancé in a trip to OR a couple of weeks ago. So fun to see both families have fun together.) This post brought me joy. I had not thought of that BIG move in a long time. Thank you.
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What a lovely story, LuAnne! I do so love it when tales have such a happy ending. 😀 Sounds like you are having great fun! Hope you’re still writing!
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I am writing a lot this month for National Poetry Writing Month and therefore have not had as much time to read others’ blogs. I look forward to getting back to that regularly because it is so much fun to stay in touch with my blogging buddies.
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Great post, thought provoking. Risk is neatly packaged and wrapped up very nicely in the phase “take a leap of faith”. Risk sounds negative. Faith has positive energy behind it……that’s my interpretation.
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Now that is a very interesting question! I like the thought of risk being ‘faith walking’ because that is just what happens. Take a ‘risk’ have faith/trust that it will all pan out 🙂
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It is interesting because a person who has a religious belief of any kind should be walking a faith-walk. I don’t do so well with that usually… I’m kind of hit and miss.
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Aren’t we all !
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What an excellent response to that challenge! I love the idea of analyzing just what is this thing called risk. Very well done here, and I think the ‘Faith Walker’ conclusion is quite well put!
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Hey! Was expecting you to call today! Where’d you go, girl?
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I didn’t get your email until Friday morning. Sorry. I think I sent you an email when I got it. Looking forward to next week when we can talk again.
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