linking with Five Minute Friday at katemotaung.com – write for five minutes on a given prompt, which today is “decide”
I have to admit I’m not the best at making decisions. I feel paralysed when there are too many options or I’m not sure which one to choose, and I worry about making a wrong choice.
The first time I went round to visit some friends turned into a series of far too many decisions.
I could cope with the first one ok:
“Tea or coffee?”
I could deal with the next one too:
“Would you like milk or sugar?”
“Just milk please.”
But that started a series of other decisions:
“Caff or decaff? Big or small?”
At least I understood what those meant, but then they started asking if I wanted a red one or a purple one and went to check if they had any gold ones left in case I’d prefer one of those! (They were talking about pods for their coffee machine and I still don’t understand the difference between the different colours.) Next they asked if I wanted a number 6 or a number 7. (I still don’t understand what that means either.)
They spent about ten minutes trying to explain it all to me and in the end I just asked them to choose something to give me, because, honestly, I didn’t really mind.
I am grateful to have friends who will welcome me into their home and spend time with me and make me coffee. That is all that matters.
I think I do the same thing to God sometimes though. If I’m bad at the small decisions, I can be even worse at the important ones, because I so desperately want to make the right choice.
In one situation where I faced a big decision, I did everything I could to discern the right choice. I prayed about it, I asked people’s opinions, I weighed up the pros and cons and I really tried to listen to what God was saying, but I had no idea what he wanted me to do.
Finally someone gave me some good advice. God has already told us most of what he wants from us in the Bible. If we’re seeking to know God and to walk with him and live for him, he will show us the way. Maybe the decisions that seem so important to us are not always the biggest ones for God. Often what really matters to him is not so much our outward situations but our hearts. And if the outward situation does matter and we’re seeking him, he will show us which way to go.
I finally felt free to make the decision. It was a bit like I had been asking God if he wanted red or purple or a number 6 or number 7, and he was sitting there thinking, “Just give me a coffee!”