Sometimes, simple is best.
New day. New choices.
It’s today. There’s nothing I can do to undo what happened yesterday — except, maybe, offer an apology if an apology is needed. But that doesn’t change the choices I made yesterday. It’s merely the choice I am making today.
I can base today’s choices on the ones I made yesterday — and continue to make the same kind of choices or make different choices. But maybe, just maybe, it’s all about realizing it’s a new day and I can make new choices.
Too often we go from one day to the next just choosing the same old thing, as if today is the same as yesterday and tomorrow will be the same as today — as if we have no choice in the matter. But that kind of living is allowing ourselves to be blinded by what was and what is … and not seeing what could be.
Every day brings new choices. Every. Single. Day.
Maybe today’s the day we admit we’ve been making poor choices and we make a new, better choice. Or maybe today’s the day we say, “Yes, I’ve been making good choices, but I wonder what would happen if I made an even better one?” And we’re brave enough to choose something new . . . something bigger, better, bolder — just for today. Don’t worry about tomorrow.
Just for today, make a choice.
In Others’ Words: When have you made a choice and changed things — your perspective, your life — for a day (or longer)?
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Actually, I’m on the cusp of a choice – the choice to turn away from writing.
I’ve changed, from being an optimist to a somewhat desperate defiance to fatalism, and I don’t think that’s a good message to underpin anything. It doesn’t damage my faith, but I’ve been told that it damage others’. That is not something one should risk.
It’ll be a ‘big’ choice, but it may be the right one. Sometimes God’s calling is to let go.
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Andrew: I will be praying about that choice with you. I know your writing encourages others — your blog posts, your comments in others’ blogs. I also know your heart is never to discourage or damage another’s heart or perspective, but to challenge and encourage.
I remember the day a friend with the gift of prophecy told me I had a gaping wound in my heart. Immediately, God brgan to show me the root of that wound and how I’d sought to compensate and cover it over. It has actually taken years of making choices to believe differently, to choose to see myself differntly–through His eyes of love rather than through eyes of condemnation. So, I guess the new choices began that day, and the choosing continues to happen each day.
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So true, Jeanne. We have to see the choices we’ve been making to be able to make different choices — if those are needed. Or to continue to make the right, best choices.
The day in which I made myself choose to walk away from seeking the approval of people who never once initiated any kind of attempt at friendship, other than what was beneficial to them. I have many friends with whom the relationship is solid, even in the quiet. Those are people who know they have my ear when they need it, and I’m always in their corner. Those are healthy friendships, like I said, even in the quiet. But the people who pop up out of the silence, those are the ones I choose to keep at arm’s length.
Silence and quiet are two different things. A long, deep, tied and true friendship is usually fine with quiet, because it’s not about self. A silent friendship is active in its effort to keep doors closed.
I’m much more choosy about guarding my heart and time over the silence, because no one whispers behind my back in the quiet, but ohhh, in the silence?
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Very wise words, Jennifer. Discerning between real friends and, um, otherwise, is often a learned the hard way. But knowing the difference also helps us be better friends to others.