If you see a small creature scampering in the woods or along a path during winter, you can bet the little guy has weighed the pros and cons of being seen. In my own corner of the Colorado pines, I don’t often see chipmunks this time of year. Painted black stripe across his back, the chipmunk leans towards sleeping more to conserve energy so his tiny self outlasts winter. In his underground home, his heartbeat can go from 350 beats a minute to a barely-there fifteen beats. On a warmer day he might risk being seen by an owl or a fox (or you and me) to check his storehouses of seeds and nuts. But all in all, he will err on the side of resting rather than rummaging.
The cottontail rabbit, on the other hand, leans toward activity. From my office window or the nearby trail, I’m more likely to see her darting about. She regularly monitors and practices the three or four escape routes between her food source — twigs and branches good for chewing — and her hollowed-out space for resting. Long ears bent flat across her back, she’ll likely wait for dusk to zig-zag sprint across the snow toward her food before dashing home again.
Both the chipmunk and cottontail are mighty apt at risk management, and what seems like the best course of action one day may not be so the next.
I don’t often think of myself as having much in common with critters, but I’ve too discovered that in risk management, what works one day may not work the next. This is never truer than when a circumstance or life occurrence you never saw coming runs right into you.
You shake your head and think, I never, ever could’ve predicted this in a hundred million years.
I remember a few years ago when this very thing happened to my family. As we prepared for our future to take a turn in one direction, a change we didn’t see coming threw us in the other. Now, let me tell you something about me: I’m an expert at coming up with worst-case scenarios and making plans to divert them. In this particular case, I thought I had foreseen every possible problem. I took measures to ensure the best possible outcome. I’m not talking about anything outlandish or expensive. Rather, I used good ol’ hard work and productivity to take care of things responsibly.
And then came the turn of events only God saw coming, and all my forethought and “responsible planning” didn’t amount to a hill of beans. None of us asked for or wanted this outcome, but it was what we had.
It’s easier for me to daily assess the risk of doing something than to lean under that umbrella of trust where our Dad in heaven invites me. Because yes, while planning ahead is wise, we can’t put all our stock and security in those plans and in those plans working out the way we predicted.
But sometimes I act like I can. I act like my efforts are the only component that generates desirable outcomes. I’m swept up in all my doing, and I get too far away from God’s voice reminding me, Working hard is a good thing, daughter, but remember I’m the only One in control. You’re not.
Susan G. says
I’m reading this on August 9, 2019…a little after you wrote it in January! 😉 It was so timely (of course!) that God presented it to me now.
It was exactly what I needed to read today. I saved it in my bookmarks, because I know I will read it again…and maybe again.
Funny thing, just yesterday I was thinking I do not receive your blogs anymore as I once did, and was wondering if you still sent them…and then saw this!
I love it how God does that! I see and hear this often from Him in my life, and do not take it for granted… I obviously signed up to receive your emails again. 😉
It has been a couple of years at least since I received them and perhaps there was a glitch when I got a new computer… Regardless I always enjoyed your uplifting,
encouraging blogs and am looking forward to reading them once again!
Much of the blog ‘On Weighing the Risks and Plans that Fail” hit home to my heart. The past 2 and half years have found more grief and sorrow in all of my 67 years.
I’ve lost many loved ones including my mom, brother, an aunt, a cousin in 4 months and then a step-dad, step-brother, another cousin and two friends… And a daughter (who knew better) that decided to marry a man she shouldn’t have… Even though I’ve known the Lord for over 50 years, I’ve had to remind myself again and again that God will work
everything out according to His Glory and my good. When you know the Lord, you know there’s no where else to go but to Him.
Thanks again for writing this and as we all are, I will be looking to Him with hope every day, every week, every month and year! 🙂
May He continue to bless you abundantly!
decided to marry