RISK

I’ve often stood and watched beauty from afar, but once I jump in I always look back on the moment and wonder what took me so long. I wonder why I still have so little faith.
Fear, doubt, and worry have plauged me my whole life. I expect that most honest people would admit that they have struggled with these same things at one time or another. The opposites are faith, hope, and love. I find it interesting that faith, hope and love cannot exist in their purest forms without being born in your blind spot, that is to say, you never really know how any of them will turn out until you are totally comitted. You’ve got to take that leap. That’s the part of their thrill and reward. That’s what makes them worth pursuing. And it’s in the chase and struggle that we ultimately live. This taking “the leap”, this pursuing, can be summed up in one word. It’s the same word that describes the heart of the father the day he gives his daughter away in marriage. It’s what causes us to be willing to look deep within our hearts and ask honest questions and even let others who love us ask questions as well, without fearing what the honest answers might uncover. It’s striving for the best while beinging willing to fail, and that’s quite and tight-rope walk to be sure.
It’s like telling all the people in the world that you love them, and want to give them everything they’ve ever wanted, knowing full well that they might not believe you. They might even hurt you. And then you do it anyway.

THAT WORD IS RISK

Paul Brandt