Life is full of decisions. FULL of them, I'm telling you!
There is an old Rush song that says, "if you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice" and that is the honest truth. Making choices is unavoidable. For example, right now I'm choosing to write this ridiculous blog rather than working on a French composition or going to the gym.
Every day I choose to get out of bed, I choose what to eat for breakfast, and choose not to stink so I take a shower (virtually every day since the fifth grade maturation program)... I choose what to wear, whether to be happy or grouchy, and further I choose to go to class and to work. The list goes on and on, and sometimes I take for granted the easy decisions in life, like whether to use strawberry or raspberry jam on my pb&j.
I guess what I'm getting at is that sometimes we are faced with decisions that are just a little bit bigger than ourselves. Decisions that involve other people, that could potentially have a big affect on their life. I guess this is where faith comes in. At church I've learned my whole life to involve God in all of my big decisions. I have learned that I must first make what I think is the best call on something, and then take it to my Heavenly Father for approval. I have recently had a lot of experience with this. Sleep has been lost, adrenaline has been pumping, but finally peace has been found.
A special thanks to Enos verses 12, 15, and 17.
I'll probably "shed a little more light on the subject" after the next week is over, and this big decision has been set in stone. But until then, hang on to your hats, ladies and gentlemen!
Cheers,
Sydnie Juniper
There is an old Rush song that says, "if you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice" and that is the honest truth. Making choices is unavoidable. For example, right now I'm choosing to write this ridiculous blog rather than working on a French composition or going to the gym.
Every day I choose to get out of bed, I choose what to eat for breakfast, and choose not to stink so I take a shower (virtually every day since the fifth grade maturation program)... I choose what to wear, whether to be happy or grouchy, and further I choose to go to class and to work. The list goes on and on, and sometimes I take for granted the easy decisions in life, like whether to use strawberry or raspberry jam on my pb&j.
I guess what I'm getting at is that sometimes we are faced with decisions that are just a little bit bigger than ourselves. Decisions that involve other people, that could potentially have a big affect on their life. I guess this is where faith comes in. At church I've learned my whole life to involve God in all of my big decisions. I have learned that I must first make what I think is the best call on something, and then take it to my Heavenly Father for approval. I have recently had a lot of experience with this. Sleep has been lost, adrenaline has been pumping, but finally peace has been found.
A special thanks to Enos verses 12, 15, and 17.
I'll probably "shed a little more light on the subject" after the next week is over, and this big decision has been set in stone. But until then, hang on to your hats, ladies and gentlemen!
Cheers,
Sydnie Juniper
