The adventure of Saturday made me wonder, as do all things. As I questioned God to the lesson of the events, he began to show me. Living fully is risky. I do not mean the physical adventure of rafting and the danger that goes along with it. Again, it is a picture of something bigger. In life when you choose to live fully that means in every area: relationships, family, work, emotionally, spiritually…all of it. To love fully without hindrance and blockages is a risky thing. Children do it, but somewhere between childhood and adulthood, we begin to guard ourselves. We lose the freedom of heart that allows us to savor life. We have relationships that are strained. Our jobs lack passion. Families are pulled apart. When we do not fully embrace life we think we are safe…but at what cost? We choose not to take a risk for fear of falling in…and drowning. Humans do not like to loose control. What should be an adventure down the river of life becomes panic when we plunge into a difficult place. We grasp trying to regain our control. Once we are rescued by God, we want to stay in the place of safety and quietly go back to life as usual, until the next crisis.
I am not suggesting that we jump wildly out without consideration for our safety or well-being. I am saying that we need to take a calculated risk. What are the chances that the jump will end in freedom? With the Lord, they are quite high. Just think if we could live our lives fully. We could be like those boys that jumped in embracing the adventure of the moment. Our jump might be taking a risk by forgiving someone, or reconciling with a family member. Maybe making the first move to set things right with a friend or loving unconditionally. We could embrace God’s purpose for our lives instead of running from it by surrendering control to him. Knowing that life abundantly is worth the risk…our lives would be different. We would be trusting God, not guarding our hearts. We would know that his desire is for us to join him in the adventure of life.