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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

it's a choice.

I know this is obvious... but everything is a choice.

I've been kinda icky lately with the busy-ness of life and the fact that time seems to be FLYING away, while at the same time CRAWLING by.  But it's a choice.  It's a choice to be happy.  It's a choice to be miserably pitiful.  I think it's something we wake up and decide.

Now don't get me wrong, I don't think we can choose how we feel. We wake up depressed, or anxious, or overly happy or feeling alone or scared... I don't think those feelings just go away because you tell them too. But how we (at least how I) handle those feelings is what changes our days.

Andrew reminds me constantly (especially when I'm being ornery) that it's a choice. I make the choice to treat others like they are less important, or I make the choice to build them up.  I make a choice to open my mind to listen, or to disregard completely.  Either way, I can decide the outcome before the conversation even starts.

I've felt distant from God lately.  It makes me angry and bitter.  It makes me cry and doubt and question things in my life.  But I don't think I feel distant because GOD is far from me.. but because I haven't been choosing to draw closer to HIM.  Why do I expect to feel God's presence when I am not actively pursuing His life? Same goes for everything... I can't expect to have great relationships if I don't pour life and effort into them.

I woke up today and desire to choose better.  Choose life, and joy, and choose to be peaceful.  I want to run (SPRINT) from my apathy and choose to solely live knowing that I am blessed and thankful that God gives me a 79,000th chance to choose Him all over again.

It's a choice. (in the sweet voice of my Dad) "Choose wisely :) :)"