>> Monday, July 2, 2012
I got up this morning still jet-lagged from traveling a few days ago. Yesterday I was a zombie so it’s an improvement, but I still don’t want to face the fact that vacation is almost over.
My brain ticks into multi-task overdrive: post-vacation piles, mail, laundry, squeezing in some writing, exercising, and a host of other things vie for my attention.
Hopping on the treadmill is about the last thing I feel like doing, but I know “Oh, I’ll do it later” usually means it never happens. Unfortunately, I usually choose to make exercise optional.
So with a determined shrug, I make a conscious decision (choice) to get it out of the way. I slip on headphones and bring up the latest Joyce Meyer teaching on my iPhone, entitled “Making Right Choices”
“Wisdom always chooses NOW what it will be satisfied with LATER.”
She talks about how we make choices every day--good and bad. And the affect they have on our lives: consequences and reward.
The program got me to thinking: Do I make wise choices so that I’m satisfied later? Or do I rush into rash decisions and live with regret?
Soul-searching reveals that I am able to make good choices. When considering purchases, I try to wait and see if the item continues to dance through my mind so I don’t buy impulsively. If after a few days it won’t leave me alone, then apparently it’s something I really need. It doesn’t always work (i.e. electronics or Kindle books) but it’s good in theory. My beautiful new car? Have never regretted that one…
Then I evaluate the not-so-good decisions.
For example, the smoke detector is blipping because I have chosen to ignore its need for a new battery. And even though I’m annoyed, I still CHOOSE to sit on my duff, distracted and unable to concentrate.
I should choose to clean up the house.What I want to do is go play golf. The consequence? Disorganized chaos that will make me crazy in the long run.
Not worth it.
I hoist myself up and go deal with the smoke alarm. It takes time, tools, and new batteries in both detectors to find out the culprit is actually the carbon monoxide box.
“Should just take the batteries out of all of ‘em,” I mutter…and realize what a recipe for disaster that is...and a stupid choice.
Big things, inconsequentials, and life-changing decisions:
It’s all about the choice.