Each week Gypsy Mama chooses a word to write about for five minutes. No editing, stream of consciousness. Today's word is: Risk.
Ready. Set. Write.
This summer was memorable and when the weather warms, I think about that time. Many of those folks have moved on in life...living in Georgia...Manhattan...or raising a brood of children. One of our expert Risk players is about to be the father of twins...his fourth and fifth child. You might not think about a board game when the word "risk" is spoken. But I do. Over the years I've become a risk taker. When I think about that summer of "risk" and fun, I realize that when we take risks...when we take those steps of faith...we have to step forward knowing that God has our hand the entire way...buckle up and have fun on the ride wherever it takes you. I was unemployed that summer, not knowing where my next job would be. My friends, though some employed, others were training for a future in ministry...ministry that would bring challenges they would have never believed. Yet, we laughed. We had fun. Risk was merely a game preparing us to walk a road of faith we would have never dreamed was ahead.