You ask me to take a risk,
O God,
but i am not that sort:
i've always played it safe,
and sensible.
it it is cold and wet outside,
i make sure i bundle up;
after all,
i can't risk missing work
because of a cold, can i?
when i pull into traffic,
or cross the street on foot,
i hesitate just a moment,
look both ways first,
(so i won't risk getting hurt).
when i work in the yard,
or risk playing with the tools
in my garage,
i handle them very carefully:
they might bite!
and when it comes to my money,
i am very frugal
and practical
(i think!)
so my future is not at risk.
now,
You ask me to take a risk,
O God,
to consider letting go,
to ponder giving more,
to think about stepping
forth into your risk future:
in faith.
(c) 2006 Thom M. Shuman
Sunday, November 12, 2006
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