I don’t know any one who sets out to make the wrong decision. In fact, most of the time, we take great measures to make the right decision. But, what happens when the “great measures” taken still leave you blurry?
I have a back pack full of decisions waiting to me made. They are the interconnected kind – – can’t make this one until I make that one . . . this one depends on the outcome of that one . . . It goes on like that in a chain of about a dozen decisions.
I am thankful for the direction when I know I’ve got it. What I mean is that I typically wait for God to give me the go ahead – – on the big move. Once I’ve got the go ahead, faith starts pumping through my blood. Then the confidence makes it’s way to my mouth and brain.
So now that I have my direction – – I still have my whole back pack of interrelated decisions! For me, that’s heavy. It’s heavy for you too. You’ve got your big life decisions like who to marry, what type of education, life long work. You’ve got your personal decisions like worthwhile passions, friendships, faith. You’ve got your daily decisions like what to eat, when to exercise or when to drop the schedule to take up another’s burden or just be a good listener. It’s hard to deny that most of our decisions are interrelated with varying degrees of weight on our backs. And, sometimes, the path of decision-making feels like a blur.
But blur in my book is a good thing. The good kind of blur means – – I’ve got my direction, but I can’t see the whole way there. The journey starts out as heavy and hard, but with God, it ends up light and adventurous. This is the opportunity of faith. Go ahead and embrace the blur. I got the good feeling that end of a thing is better than the beginning.