Do you ever feel like life is just full of choices?
We make a million of them every day.
If you are like me, long before your feet even hit the floor in the morning, you are making decisions about your day.
I hate making decisions. Sometimes I just want to wave the white flag and have someone else choose for me!
As a mom, I am bombarded constantly by questions or my kids asking permission for things.
I am also guilty of sending them to their father because I just don’t want to make another decision. 🙂
A few years ago, we were faced with a tough decision on whether to move back to Florida from Virginia.
Oh how I struggled with the decision. I was seeing a counselor at that time and she genuinely heard my struggle and my disdain for making life-changing decisions like this because “What if I get it wrong? What if there was a better choice? What if I miss something?”
She reminded me that we make countless decisions every day. And every time we make a choice for one thing then we are ultimately making two choices – because in choosing one thing, we are NOT choosing the other.
It’s always a two-part choice.
If I choose to buy the blue towels then I am deciding NOT to buy the red ones.
If I choose to spend money on a new dress then I am choosing NOT to save the money for another purpose.
Somehow that little piece of information has transformed how I look at decisions.
I think it helps me realize that regardless of the decision, there are two ways you can look at it.
I’m sure the red towel is as nice as the blue towel. And maybe spending money on that dress is more worthwhile than putting it in the bank.
But I have the freedom to make that choice. And I’m always making decisions whether I realize it or not.
We’ve been making some huge decisions around our house lately about whether it’s time to move again.
And it’s been tough.
While choosing to move closer to family and potential work sites for my husband are positive and great reasons to move. I am also well aware that by making that decision we are choosing to sell our beautiful home, leaving wonderful friends, church, community and homeschool group behind. In addition to putting ourselves further away from other family.
Sometimes, I just want to throw my hands up and cry out, “I don’t know what to do!”
So often things are not clear cut black and white – good or bad. It’s not always that simple.
In these times, I am thankful for Romans 8: 27-28
“…We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us…because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God’s will.”
Did you hear that? Even when I do not how to pray or what to pray for, the Spirit does.
And in this case, regardless of my uncertainty – I can rest in the fact that the Spirit is always interceding for me and it’s always in accordance with God’s will.
I love that we serve a God who makes that provision.
He knows me well. He knows my thoughts. He knows my struggle. And when I can’t seem to pray a coherent sentence, His Spirit is praying His perfect will for me.
That’s much-needed grace right there for a girl like me. Abundant grace.