RISKS
All risks are a test of faith.
Obscurity may be the greatness with nobody around to announce it.
This we know, that God took great risks in placing each one of us in the world. But it isn't what we fail or achieve in that marks our worth. Often it is what we fail in totally, so long as the purpose and intention were fine.
The chambered nautilus casts off its outgrown shell. Each changing purpose of our lives gives newer zest and clothes new tasks.
If we do nothing that involves risks, we are apt to do nothing worth mentioning.
The tiny baby in its warm, soft clothes sleeps to its risks. But in a few years it finds itself wound about with their urge.
We are enveloped with risks. What we gain, we gain by risking.
With the crumbling or our fondest desires, we are faced with an horizon of risks. We challenge our ignoreance again and again. And our intelligence is asserted only as we newly arise and determine to risk more.
When things don't look plain, there is always the cloud of confusion about. And you have to risk a great deal to get out of a cloud. You say: "Why are clouds?" But you know why when they have passed.
"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?"
And if risks gather, isn't happiness worth the risk?
