chance

“Is a chance something that you’ll always win at?

Is a chance something that you take to prove something to someone else, or to yourself?

Is chance something you don’t really have to try at?

Is a chance not something you might mess up? But always try again at?

A chance is something for the brave. It’s a chance of choice, discovery, redemption, strength, and glory.

But it’s only for the brave. The cowards never get the chance.”

 

A good friend of mine wrote this. And sent it to me. And I love it.

How often do I fear the chance? But nevertheless, i’ve got to take it.

I’m taking the chance that going on this mission trip to El Salvador might not change my heart… or it might.
I’m taking the chance that i’m going to hate this new dance studio… or that i’ll love it.
I’m taking the chance that waiting to buy things will profit me in the end… or it won’t.
I’m taking the chance that taking a chance is a good thing.. Or it might not be.

I’m taking the chance. Will you?