We were traveling home from church recently when I noticed something black sitting in the middle of the far left lane. I couldn’t discern what it was but it wasn’t moving so I was not overly concerned about it. After I passed by the object, I checked my rearview mirror to make sure that whatever it was, had not suddenly come to life and chasing us down in our car; however, upon checking my mirror and to my surprise I saw a guy running across the highway to retrieve the object out of the road. Whatever the object was, it must have been important because this guy ran in front of three cars that were speeding 65 MPH (we’re in Ohio so we have not moved into the 70 MPH realm yet) down the highway toward him. Seriously. I was scared for the safety of the guy. I continued to watch the situation unfold even though I should have been watching the road in front of me, but I wanted to see the fate of this crazy man. At what seemed to me the last moment, he reached down, grabbed the object, and ran back to safety. It was extremely risky.
Seeing this dangerous situation take place got me thinking about risks, which can simply be defined as the possibility of loss. I understand that risk can yield a possible gain, but what about when the apparent gain is, in reality, a loss? People risk their marriage because someone “better” comes along. Fathers risk time with their kids because of the possible gain at their job. Individuals risk their future by not practicing discernment in the present. If you are going to take a risk, make sure that the risk is not really you trying to gain what will eventually bring you loss.






