What is life but God’s daring invitation to a remarkable journey? And what is human nature but a staunchly inbred tendency toward self-preservation? And because of the rigidly paradoxical nature of these things, the road of life is seldom trod beyond a few scant steps.
The excitement of dreams coming true is beyond the description of words.
You dare travel on the sacred road, although you may not know the end.
All serious daring starts from within.
I will be all that I am capable of being.
What await you; golden treasures of risks taken.
I made dangerous choices in those years, thinking myself bold and adventurous. Later I would come to understand that I hadn’t been daring at all, just driven by confusion and hormones. The person capable of true daring, I knew now, possessed two admirable qualities: curiosity and courage.
Ask me, “Why would you travel on the difficult path?”. Because , I trust God to walk me through the unknown journey.
You can’t do that kind of thing normally, but normal dumped without a note nearly a month ago. These days, I’ll happily set fire to a bridge the second after I’ve crossed it – I don’t plan on being around for the consequences to catch up with me.
Daring also means to act, however, and if you are not willing to act, then you have already lost the game.