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Topic: Break (02/06/06)
TITLE: A Break Into Reality
By Lisa Anderson
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Most teenagers have some sense of invincibility when they are in high school. They are young with bright futures ahead of them, and death seems so far away. They forget how fragile life is.
At age 16, I too felt invincible. After recommitting my life to the Lord, I could see God’s hand in everything I did. It was amazing. Wow – God had something special planned for me. In fact, I could see God’s plan in my life so clearly I was confident nothing could harm me … or so I thought.
So on I continued confident of His protection on my life. In the winter it was all about finding the biggest jump as I skied down the slopes. And in the summer it was finding the best route to free climb on a nearby 80-foot cliff. As so many of the teenagers in town were getting into trouble with drugs and alcohol, I was out finding a different kind of thrill that was equally as dangerous.
The day before we were to leave on a family vacation, I tested my confidence once again. It was my first time on a half-pipe, but I was fearless. Starting out from the bottom and working my way up wasn’t a problem, but now it was time for the real test. As I stood looking down at the 12-foot vertical ramp before me, a little fear crept in. It wasn’t enough to stop me.
It was my first time dropping in, so naturally I leaned backward. Down I went. I laid there on the wood for a moment to evaluate my pain. Everything still worked. It is a natural reaction to try to catch myself by putting my hands behind me, and my wrists felt it. No big deal, time to try again.
I climbed back up to the top, this time a little more hesitant. “Does anyone have any wrist guards?” I asked. All the wrist guards were broken, so they handed me some leather work gloves. This time I concentrated a little harder at leaning forward, but it didn’t work. Again I landed on my back, but not before trying to catch myself with my hands. This time they really ached.
Not quite ready to give up, I climbed back to the top. Fear was setting in. I knew my wrists wouldn’t be able to withstand another fall like before. As I backed up from the edge I heard someone yell from below, “Chicken!” I wasn’t used to hearing that, and I definitely wouldn’t let a boy get away with it.
I thrust my body forward, but not fast enough as my feet sped ahead of me. As I landed I could feel it snap. The pain was so strong at first I couldn’t exactly tell what was wrong. Slowly I removed the glove to reveal my broken and disfigured wrist.
That break was an undercover blessing. I spent my summer months in a cast and years of pain recovering from that experience. Still, it was a small price to pay compared to what could have happened. No longer did I consider myself invincible to harm. God did have a plan for me – I was still convinced of that, but that didn’t mean I was exempt from other dangers.
Ultimately it was a matter of responsibility for the life and skills God gave me. I was abusing my faith that God would protect me no matter what unnecessary risks I took. Yes, He has a plan for my life as all of our lives, but we still need to be accountable for our own actions and selfish ambitions.
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