Overly Cautious: How I’m Convincing Myself to Take More Risks

I am a fairly cautious person. For good reason––the world is an unpredictable place. You never know what could happen. (Someone could not return your hello…! Or the new menu item you order could turn out to be terrible! Or much, much worse things could happen that I’d rather not even think about.)

But despite those realities, I don’t want to stay in my comfort zone. The comfort zone is a place of complacency, mediocrity, and stagnancy. We were made for more. There is more life, love, and brightness waiting for us if we are just willing to step out. Yet, the comfort zone is so . . . comfortable.

Most of us have this tension inside us, wanting to step forward into more, yet liking being comfortable at the same time. I’ve been thinking about this tension lately and how to convince myself to step into the more. Hope some of these thoughts bring you clarity and inspiration as well!

Here are 3 reasons we stay comfortable and some alternatives:

#1: Lack of Motivation (Laziness)
Alternative: Choose Love

I’m pretty good at being lazy. My ability to waste time often amazes me. I am often content to not take initiative and passively let what happens, happen. If it’s good enough, why bother with it?

But while good enough is an important philosophy in some situations, one that has helped me overcome paralyzing perfectionism, for example, that kind of thinking can rob us of potential richness in life.

Most people would say we should step out for the sake of self-growth or self-improvement. To break out of the status quo. To reach our full potential. So we don’t miss out on opportunities, etc. Basically, we should do it for our own sakes.

But I’ve found a better motivator: LOVE.

I’ve been realizing more and more that love is the only thing that can motivate me to stick it through when the going gets rough. Love is what compels me to take risks and do scary things. Love is what makes it worth it.

Rather than thinking about the abstract concept of reaching my full potential or achieving a certain level of success, I’ve been thinking about what I love and value. I’ve been challenging myself to love more and to love better.

This does include loving myself. It includes self-care. (So often Christians overlook self-love. We are so afraid of being selfish that we fail to be good to ourselves, which ironically limits our ability to love others well.) Love also includes a love for ideas and certain activities. But mostly I’ve been thinking about people. Many, many people. The people who are right next to me whom I’m tempted to overlook. Children who need affirmation, friends who need encouragement, strangers whose days I could potentially brighten. 

Am I willing to step out and take a risk for the sake of someone else?

Love is always a risk. There is always a risk it won’t be reciprocated, or worse, that it will be abused or taken advantage. But when I remember who I am, that I have been adopted as a daughter of the Living God, I realize that I want to be like my Father. And God constantly chooses that risk.

#2: The Fear of Getting Hurt
Alternative: See Scars as Trophies

When you step into the unknown, you can get hurt. Physically. Emotionally. Even mentally. It’s scary! But isn’t it kind of exciting at the same time?

We are more resilient than we think.

I recently cut off a little piece of my pinky near the knuckle. When I looked down and saw a chunk of my finger was missing, I was alarmed. And sad. Even though it was only a very small piece of flesh, it felt like I had lost a literal part of myself forever. And that was disquieting.

But guess what? Amazingly, that small chunk of flesh grew back. Eventually. Slowly. It came back. It was wild. Somehow my finger filled itself in.

What we think will alter us forever often only leaves a little scar, something too small to even notice most of the time. Parts of myself I think I have lost actually grow back. Even parts of us that die can come back to life. And when they do, they are better than before.

It’s true, some scars are deeper than a little chunk taken out of a pinky. Some wounds go deep and don’t heal easily, if at all. Risks need to be measured. But often, we are far too pain-averse. The truth is, pain does change us. Hurt affects us. But the effects aren’t all negative. Pain can shut us down. But it can also expand our hearts, increase our compassion, sharpen our awareness of the world. It can help us understand things we couldn’t before.

The scars can even be seen as a trophies. A reminder of our boldness, courage, and resilience.

#3: Fear of Failure
Alternative: Recognize the Beauty of the Mess

This is perhaps the most obvious fear that keeps me stuck in my comfort zone. There is a very real possibility that I will fail. And no one enjoys failure, right? My pride hates when others perceive me as less than capable. My pride hates to put on display less polished parts of myself, to flail around and make mistakes. To publicly go all in for something, to give it my best, and then to fail?

Ouch.

To avoid that pain, I often distance myself from what I really want. I rationalize and pretend I don’t care about excellence when things go wrong. I convince myself it doesn’t matter so I don’t go all in. But making mistakes is a necessary part of doing something new. It’s a part of the package. And in protecting my pride and reputation, I not only miss out on possible accomplishments, but I miss out on who I could potentially become.

I don’t want to do that anymore. So I’ve decided to embrace failure as an important part of life.

So many people these days seem to expect instant success. That’s just not how it works, and not how it should work. I can’t help but think of Mrs. Frizzle from the Magic School Bus: “Time to take chances, make mistakes, and get messy!” A rather profound exhortation, now that I think about it.

I used to hate “messy,” but my perspective has changed. Now I can see that messiness is part of the beauty of life.

Conclusion

We could stay right where we are for the rest of our lives. But I’m guessing that’s not what most of us want. At least not deep down. So, let’s recalibrate ourselves to expect failure. Let’s examine some old scars to remind us of how resilient we are. And let’s let love pull us forward––into unknowns, discomforts, and risks.

Let’s get messy. Who knows where it could take us?

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Elizabeth is a preacher, educator, and certified life coach. Half-Korean, half-white, she spent 7 years of her adult life in South Korea. She is a deep feeler, a perpetual learner, and believer in the power of curiosity, raw honesty, and radical self-embrace. Elizabeth currently resides in Los Angeles.

2 thoughts on “Overly Cautious: How I’m Convincing Myself to Take More Risks

  1. I think this is one of my favorite posts yet! So well articulated and encouraging! You definitely hit on a lot on what I personally do to avoid risks and to stay in my comfort zone. I have some new terms and ideas to pray with now after reading this! Lord, let your love lead me into the unknown! Re-calibrate my heart to expect and embrace failure! Woo! Scary/exciting prayer :D!

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