It’s Always There

Lately I’ve been noticing a certain topic that keeps repeating itself.

Whenever I turn on the radio, it’s there.

Whenever I’m in church, it’s there.

When I wake up and when I go to bed, it’s there.

When I speak to my family, it’s there.

When I’m driving to town, it’s there.

When I’m working and when I’m playing, it’s there.

When I’m cleaning my house, it’s there.

When I’m doing my laundry, it’s there.

When I’m reading or writing, it’s there.

                                What is this thing you ask?

                                What is this thing that I cannot get away from?

                                No matter what I’m doing, it is there?

                                                                                           It’s the ability to choose!

If I choose not to turn on the radio, I can live in silence.

If I choose not to go to church, I can miss out on community.

If I choose to wake up too early, I can be tired all day.

If I choose to stay up too late, I can be crabby tomorrow.

Either of those choices effects how I treat my family.

The way I choose to drive to town determines if I am late for my appointments.

If I choose to work too much, then I won’t get rested.

If I choose to play too much, then I won’t accomplish my goals.

If I choose not to clean my house, I’ll likely be embarrassed if company comes unannounced.

If I choose to do no laundry, that will bring on a whole lot of loud talkin’!

If I choose not to read, my learning will suffer and

If I choose not to write, well then, I’ll explode.

Can I tell you that I never really had any concept of choice until I was an adult with children!

That’s a long time.  So sad.  So much time wasted on choices that OTHERS made for me.

There’s the silver lining.

Every cloud has one you know.  

God is restoring FULLY every one of those choices for HIS glory!

What the thief has stolen, he has to give you double for your trouble.

                     Wait.  Stolen?  What does that mean?

Simply this.

I was not taught that I had a choice.  I knew nothing of choices.

Since I knew nothing of choices, I did not know that even in the not choosing, I was making a choice.

By not making a choice, I was in essence, making a bad choice.

Proverbs speaks of the wise woman building her house. 

The unwise woman tears hers down and she knows it not.

I knew it not.

Our good choices, our bad choices, or our no choices at all,

cause us to live with or without the very things that are ours through Christ Jesus.

The enemy of our souls, uses our indecision and our unawareness of Gods plan for our lives

 to steal away the gifts that God our Father wants to lavish on us.

What does God want to lavish us with? (Lavish = generous or abundance to the excess !)

*         Grace

*         Peace

*         Mercy

*         Love

*         Prosperity

*         Provision

*         God’s Goodness

These things become more and more evident in the life of a believer as they seek His face.

We can look forward to these things growing in our lives when we make the choice to follow Him.

(If you have not made this choice yet, please visit the “Rescue” page on this blog for that opportunity)


What stands in the way of making good choices?

Can I perhaps help you make better ones?

The choice is yours.

Proverbs 14:1  The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down.

John 10:10  The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.

Exodus 22:7b  the thief, if he is caught, must pay back double.

Job 36: 11, 16, 21, 26.  If they obey and serve Him, they will spend the rest of their days in prosperity and their years in contentment.  He is wooing you from the jaws of distress to a spacious place free from restriction, to the comfort of your table laden with choice food.  Beware of turning to evil, which you seem to prefer to affliction.  How great is God – beyond our understanding!  The number of His is past finding out.        

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