Oxford defines the word choice as” the act of choosing between two or more possibilities”. As a verb, to choose is “to pick out (someone or something) as being the best or most appropriate of two or more alternatives.
So simple. Yet, it can be difficult. God will meet us wherever we are – no matter the path. We have to make the choice to open our eyes and ears to Him.
Phillipians 4:19: Paul writes, “And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of His glory in Christ Jesus.” (NIV)
All my needs? Wow. So simple, yet so difficult to let it go and give it to God.
We are faced with decisions and choices every day. Minor decisions – what color? What style? To major decisions – “Is he the one for me?” Or, choices in parenting. Gosh, there are so many choices as a parent. And, instead of wrestling with all of those decisions, we try to pick our battles. And, for those of you who have followed the saga, our family increased by 2 on Saturday when we picked up two (yes, two) mice. There really was no compelling reason not to do it, so we made the choice to move forward with the new pets.
God has chosen each and every one of us – no matter where we are, what our life has included, or how much we’ve struggled. He simply wants us to make the choice of responding to Him.
I was grocery shopping with our nine-year-old daughter after church today. The hostess at the gourmet cooking booth was preparing something tasty, and she called out to me, “Try this. It is a great choice for an Easter wine.”
I’ve never even thought about Easter wine. I think I’ll stick with Welches.