I grew up in a home that was highly risk adverse. You went with the sure thing. You stretched only as far as you could while keeping a foot on solid ground. You follow the map, traveled the path, listened to the reasonable way.
There is nothing wrong with this way of life. But it doesn't lead to adventure.
In the past few years my life has been an incredible, painful, wonderful, surprising, awe-inspiring journey. I've got cuts and bruises, sure. I've also had the time of my life and wouldn't trade it for anything.
What I'm pondering today is what life Jesus is calling us to: the life of adventure, or the life of safety. Given how often the disciples faced sheer terror and life viscerally I feel he took them on the path of transformation, the route of adventure.
We can't leave one foot on the shore while trying to cross a river, or stay on the sand when setting sail. We have to risk getting swept away. The beautiful irony I see there is, what if getting taken hold of by the water and floating down stream is the best thing for us? Maybe even fun? Like the sharp rocks are sanded and shaped by the moving water, maybe we are transformed by the risks we take?
Jesus, give me the courage to get in the water, look forward, and get swept away in your transforming love and mercy. Make me who you created me to become. Help me live today trusting you are the water, you are the wave, you are the current -- un-tame and holding me at the same time.