To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
--author unknown
I've recently taken a risk. The writer ( & Nobel Peace prize winner and Holocaust survivor) Elie Wiesel said that
'the opposite of love is not hate, but indifference.'
I took a risk, uprooting my self from my network of family and friends and familiar surroundings in Wisconsin, for the sake of a job in the state of Oregon. In between the first and second interview I was disagnosed with a condition that required my being on crutches and making sure I didn't apply pressure to my right foot so that blood could flow to the bone to nourish it (it got better about 7 mos later). So, I was thinking,
'here I am, in crutches, in a 2-floor apartment in Milwaukee Wisconsin, needing friends to help me pack up and clean and vacuum my place for the move, and I'm going some place where I only have one friend and his wife to help me ( which they did not). It would be so much easier if I stayed here.' I'm glad I made the move. Three years later, I am still proud of the company for which I work. My social life here, however, is virtually dead. I've been shown a
whole lot of indifference in my personal life. But do I have any regrets about the move? No. I prayed for a great underwriting opportunity on the west coast ( I specifically prayed for an opportunity in Los Angeles, but Portland is close enough), and I know that everything else will follow suit. God never does anything half-way.
Have you taken any risks lately?
