Two things have converged in my mind to getting me thinking, and get me excited. Last night, my husband put on one of our favourite movies, Flywheel (if you haven’t seen it and the other movies made by the folks at Sherwood Baptist, you’re missing out!). The main character, Jay, is struggling in every area of his life. One night he’s sitting in the living room channel-surfing, and comes across the this television preacher, who says, in part:
“You’re in the shape you’re in today because of the choices you’ve made. Your marraige is in the shape it’s in today because of the choices you made. Your relationship with your wife [or husband] and with your children is in the shape it’s in because of the choices you’ve made. You’re in financial bondage today because of the choices you’ve made…..”
I also happen to be reading a book at the moment by Robin McGraw, wife of Dr Phil. I don’t happen to be a Dr Phil fan (not against him, just don’t watch him or any tv); in fact if I’d realised who she was before I bought the book, I probably wouldn’t have bought it. But I’m really enjoying “Inside My Heart,” in which Robin’s faith in God and passion for her family really shine through. One of the things she emphasises is CHOICE. She grew up with 3 sisters and a twin brother. Her parents loved each other and their kids passionately, but her father was an alcoholic and a gambler. She has many good memories of her family, but also there were things about growing up that way she did not want to see repeated in her own family. Various events led her to a point of realising she could CHOOSE. Choose to marry a man who did not drink or gamble. Choose to love him passionately. Choose to be all she could be as a wife and mother. Choose to live so she would have no regrets. Choose to take care of herself so she would be around and able for as long as possible. And so on.
The life we live IS a result of the choices we have made. That thought might hurt. We might not want to accept it. But never the less, it is true. Yes, sometimes things come along we cannot control. We may not be able to control the circumstance, but we can choose how we respond to it.
My house is in the state it’s in, because of choices I’ve made. And remember, choosing not to choose IS a choice! If I choose not to implement routines, not to be consistent, not to train my children, to read a book rather than do my chores etc, then I have no one to blame for the mess but myself. On the other hand, if I choose to have a clean and orderly home, and choose to do what it takes to make that happen, then sure, it might not always be perfect (after all, I’m not perfect, and neither are those I live with), but it will be consistently better than if I’d made different choices.
My marraige is in the state it’s in because of the choices I’ve made. I chose not to leave my husband when our marraige hit rock bottom. I’ve chosen to be committed to him forever, through thick and thin. I choose to love him, to laugh with him, to encourage and support him. When he REALLY annoys me, I choose to work through it and forgive him. When I’m touchy and overreactive and snap at him, I choose to say I’m sorry. I need to keep making these choices and more.
My kids are who they are, to a large extent, because of the choices I and my husband have made. I chose to give birth to them (and yes, the biggest part was up to God, but I still did have a say in the matter). I chose to be a stay-at-home mother. I chose to homeschool them. I choose to love them no matter what, be their biggest supporter, help them develop into who God calls them to be. I chose to teach them that they will be who they chose to be; the choices they make will affect their lives.
Have I made all the right choices? Nope! But it’s never too late. In the things that need to change, I can make new choices!
The question is: What do I really, really want? What will I choose? How will I make it happen?
I believe God is in ultimate control. He has a plan. But he still gives us free choice, and in fact he expects us to make good choices. When we do, he is cheering us on! When we don’t, he is waiting for us to realise we made a bad choice, and has his arms open, waiting for us to turn to him, repent of our bad choices, and make a better one. He is, after all, the ultimate parent.
So, what do you choose? As we embark on this fresh new year, what good past choices are you enjoying the fruit of? What bad choices are you not enjoying the fruit of. What do you really, really want?
Make a choice, and make it happen!