Today’s Question: Are you seeking security or adventure?
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make straight your paths.”
— Proverbs 3:5–6 (ESV)
Life often feels like a constant pull between two powerful forces: the desire for security and the yearning for adventure. On one hand, we crave stability, predictability, and comfort—a safe harbor where we can feel protected from the storms of life. On the other, there’s that undeniable whisper, or sometimes a roar, urging us to explore the unknown, take risks, and discover what lies beyond our current horizons.
For many years, the path of security can seem like the obvious choice. We build careers, establish routines, and accumulate possessions, all in an effort to create a stable foundation. There’s immense value in this; a secure base allows us to thrive, raise families, and contribute to our communities. It provides peace of mind and a sense of grounding.
But I don’t think it’s an either/or choice. You don’t have to throw everything away just to add a little adventure to your life. As we grow older, it’s natural to slow down—but it’s also necessary to keep a spark of curiosity and courage alive. A little adventure—big or small—can reawaken our joy and keep life from feeling stagnant.
When I was 48 (almost 49), I took a leap that changed everything. I’d fallen in love with Daryl and knew she was my future. But I lived in Atlanta, where my daughter was, and Daryl was in Jacksonville. Leaving my daughter behind was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. But I believed in the strength of our relationship, and I believed in the life Daryl and I could build together. So I took the plunge. I moved to Jacksonville, got married, and started a brand-new chapter—a new home, a new career as a teacher, and a new church family at All Souls Anglican in Mandarin. (Come visit sometime!) It wasn’t easy. It was scary at times. But it was worth it. And I’m still deeply connected to my daughter and grandson, which makes the story even richer.
Adventure doesn’t always mean uprooting your life. Sometimes it’s about small acts of bravery—trying something new, having that hard conversation, or trusting God with something that feels risky. And security doesn’t have to mean stagnation. The best lives, I think, are anchored in something solid but always reaching forward with curiosity and faith.
So as you reflect on your own journey, which pull feels stronger right now? Are you building a fortress of security—or are you packing your bags for the next great adventure? Or maybe, just maybe, you’re discovering how to do a bit of both.
