When I was about 8 or 9 years old we were trying to think of what to do, me and my friend Johnny. We were neighbors each summer on the lake. (Schroon Lake) His dad owned a motel and my parents vacationed in a large house on the water that my mom’s family owned. And like any boys that age we just wanted to have fun.My dad let us use the boat and boats were fun…But there has to be more. So one day we decided to become “paratroopers” and that meant jumping out of the boat while it was going. We would get the boat up to about 30-35 mph and jump out of the boat. Do you know how hard water is at that speed? We would do everything to avoid being hurt, we thought.
It didn’t work that way. My friend Johnny jumped “wrong” or something and he ended up breaking his arm.
Needless to say our parents were not every pleased and the rest of the summer was a bummer for Johnny. (Except he couldn’t do chores at the motel his dad owned…hmmm.)
As a Christian I often think I know what the Lord wants me to do and I “trust” that a lot. But in my own cocky way I have accepted certain things thinking they were risk free only to find out the “water” was harder than I thought. The conclusion I have reached is a greater need for intimacy and relationship with Him and surrounding myself with counselors who have my best interest at hand.