Describe the biggest risk you’ve ever taken (and what happened)
I had only known life growing up in my small town in upstate NY. Sure we moved around a lot within about a 30 mile radius, and then I went away to college and started my life about 1 1/2 hours away from my family, but I was still within a reasonable driving distance away. I had been to various places along the East coast, and had been to Canada, Poland and Ukraine. But in January 2006 I was offered a job here in southern CA, working with abused and neglected teenage mothers/pregnant teens. I felt that God called me to give up my independence, my apartment, my family and friends, and my job, and move all the way across the country to a place where I did not a soul, for a job that involved much longer and stressful hours and demands from me emotionally, with half of the pay, and for what? To make a difference in the lives of the kids I would be working with. So I set out, driving across the country, with an anticipation and some anxiety about this new chapter in my life, and just trusting God that he would provide my needs, such as friends and new “family”, since I was all alone out here, and to meet my needs with finances and a place to live. The job lasted all of 13 months, but for the most part, I’m glad to have gone through the experience of it. I decided to still live out here, and so far, all of my needs have been met. I have been truly blessed!
On 3/22/11, I celebrated by 5th anniversary of living in southern CA. You can read about how I have changed and what I have learned in the last 5 years here.
What about you? What was the biggest risk you ever took and how did it turn out? Or what was a risk you considered taking, but didn’t?