A few years ago I was presented with the opportunity to ride in a race-ready Porsche with a professional driver on the Watkins Glenn racetrack…It was set up privately by a guy who was a member of the Porsche Club of America (which I didn’t know existed till then), and my husband and I literally got the rides of a lifetime. But let’s just back up for a sec…and then I’ll tell you about my ride.
I get motion sick. In a big way. I can’t ride in the back seat of a car, or backwards on a roller coaster. If something rocks or spins or circles over and over, I’m toast. I went on a cruise, and was sea sick for three WEEKS after it was over. Enter the Porsche.
If someone says, “Hey, do you want to ride in a Porsche on a NASCAR track?”, I cannot even fathom saying no. It became an instant bucket-list item, and I whole-heartedly accepted the invitation. In the back of my mind I knew that it might not end well, but honestly I didn’t care – I probably would never have the chance to do it again, and so I did it.
We got to the track and I met my driver. He gave me a helmet, and showed me how to use the restraint and release it in case I needed to get out emergently. He called attention to the fire extinguisher that would be between my feet, just in case. I got into the car and he strapped me in. The driver looked at me and said, “Don’t puke in my car.”, and off we went.
Did I puke in his car, you ask? No, thankfully I didn’t. But by the time I was done with three laps at 170mph, I couldn’t feel my arms or legs and I literally had to be lifted out of the car because I couldn’t stand up. There’s some science behind that, but I’ll just say that my body didn’t like what had just been inflicted upon it. I did throw up eventually…just not inside the Porsche. Mission accomplished! It was an amazing experience, and despite the negatives I am really glad I did it.
So why on earth am I telling you my motion-sick Porsche ride story? Because I had to take advantage of the opportunity despite what I knew what might come afterward – and the risk was worth it. Sometimes risk is necessary – big risk – to get big return, big stories, big outcomes. God puts us in these positions in our lives and so often we let opportunities pass because we know there might be pain or humiliation or discomfort involved, but then we don’t get the win for Him. And while I know that He can use someone or something else to accomplish what He would have through us, we forfeit being used by Him at all.
God asks us to risk our whole selves…To have an outward faith and to spread the Gospel (Mark 16:15), to live fearless (Matthew 10:24-33), to love like crazy (John 13:35) – so that more people will come to Him with their own faith. And the risk seems great. He asks us to be a light – a beacon to those in darkness. And to do that we’ve gotta be willing to bull through the fear of risk and DO what He’s asking. It’s scary to tell people about Jesus in a personal, life-on-life way. It’s not easy to live like Christ when those around you do not. It’s not easy to love the unlovely when others might lean toward condemnation and raise an eyebrow. It’s not easy to give time and resources when we’ve planned so meticulously for the future and don’t want to risk our own discomfort. But that is what our God expects. Christianity isn’t safe – it’s a constant trying of our trust, and the willingness to do what seems backwards to us to see what God had in mind the whole time.
If you want God to use you in the LIFE CHANGE of others, risk is inevitable. But the return is beyond what any of us could imagine on our own. Take those opportunities, and pray for more of them…Listen to that still small voice and DO what He asks. I promise you won’t regret it.
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