Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Choices. Got any?
Some of my choices will have fall out--some perhaps not. Some could be smarter choices; some not so smart. And they are still mine to make. There's so much freedom in that for me. I do not have to march to someone elses drummer or their beat. I am no longer stuck with what is.
When in doubt, I can always invite God in and ask Him which way to go and listen for His suggestion. If there's not a direct one, I can weigh my options and choose what I determine I want to do. I get to choose what's best for me. My choice. My decision. My freedom to choose. Awesome.