I fixed the house the first time believing a flood to be unlikely. I'm fixing it the second time making a conscious choice to risk what I know to be a real possibility. It becomes my way of identifying with those who don't have a choice to move. I do it, not naively assuming that the river won't flood, but choosing to believe that there is life in the risk of vulnerability. The goal of the military is to shut every window.
Vulnerability is always a risk because what gives life can also cause pain.
People on the margins of society are forced to be vulnerable. It's unjust and unfair. God doesn't invite us to be vulnerable to oppression but to love. I can only know the security of love if I risk surrendering to God's love. I can't have it all.