As I pause at the end of another busy week, I’m tempted to ask “What have I achieved?” I have done lots of things, but were they the right ones? I have made conscious and unconscious choices, but have I been proactive or just reactive? Have I managed my time or been managed by it? Have I taken any risks or just played it safe? I’m not sure that there are any answers to those questions, but Scott Peck suggests that “It is not how many little things you can cram into a day, but how many big tings you can cram into a lifetime.”
Do you know the other annoying fact – sometimes it is difficult to identify the big things from the little ones in the short term? So what am I going to do with all that? My ponderings reminded me of the following poem:
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk rejection.
To place your dreams before the crowd is to risk riducule.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To go forward in the face of overwhelming odds is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or love. Chained to his certitudes, he is a slave. Only a person who takes risks is free.
If nothing else this week, I have taken some risks, and hopefully in God’s hands some of the little things I have done will become significant. What about you?
Chaplain Ian Whitley