Everyone faces risk. In fact, you face a plethora of risks day in and day out. You probably don’t even realize the risks you face.
There are risks that you can easily assess. Crossing the road, navigating your car, or going into work.
Tiny risks, yes. But risks none the less. And you take them on without a care.
Then there are higher consequence risks. The risks that makes you wonder. The risks you wonder how to properly assess them.
In his book, Take The Risk: Learning to Identify, Choose, and Live with Acceptable Risk, Ben Carson lays out the foundation for making wise choices when it comes to facing risk.
Carson uses a system called the BWA, or Best/Worst Assessment. The BWA is a system you can use to decide whether or not to take a risk. Read more...
Everyone has a past. We all know this.
Some pasts are filled with darkness: Sexual abuse. Emotional abuse. Accidents. Fear
Some pasts are filled with light: Great families. A happy childhood. Adventures lived again and again.
And most are filled with a mixture of the light and darkness.
Regardless of how much light or darkness we have in our pasts, we can’t allow our pasts to define us.
Our pasts tend to leave a mark on us. Our opinions are typically formed on the basis of what we’ve experienced.
We see our worth through lenses tinted by our past.
“Who we are in the present includes who we were in the past.”
― Mister Fred Rogers
Your Past Doesn’t Define You
We see so many people dogged by their past. They live in their failures or success. Read more...
There will be times when you will have to admit defeat. That your prize is lost.
It won’t be pleasant but you’ll have to come to the conclusion that it’s for the best.
Recently I experienced that with my new boomerang. I shared that story with you.
After getting the boomerang stuck high in a tree, I had to decide to leave it. Along with a volleyball we got stuck while attempting to retrieve the boomerang.
Disappointment quickly set in. My first time out with it and it’s stuck in a tree. I couldn’t even see it in the tree.
A few days passed and the disappointment faded.
The realization that it was okay. Nothing major was lost. Just an object.
Life went on.
Then one day I get a text from the youth pastor at our church. Read more...