Decisions, Decisions, Decisions

7:15 a.m.

That's the time the alarm on my cell phone goes off. That's right. It's time to get up and get ready for school. I dread the thought of having to get up, but I have to consider it. I pick up my phone, which at the moment sounds like a tractor trailer backing up, and I see two options. I can either hit SNOOZE and let it go off again in five minutes or shut it off now and get up.

Everything has a decision attached to it.

7:18 a.m.

I decide to get up. I can't afford a tardy. I go to my closet and look at my clothing options. The dress code requires a polo shirt. But I have many of them. More options, more decisions. I can either go with the plain brown one or be spontaneous and wear the striped blue one. It's so insane because I love both of them.

Everything has a decision attached to it.

7:30 a.m.

I decide to be boring and wear the brown one. After freshening up, I go into the kitchen where I see my mother, holding a cereal box in one hand and an egg in the other. "What do you want for breakfast?" she inquires. Oh, bother. Another decision. If I want to fill my stomach and be a happy individual, I would go with the egg. If I just want to get out the door, I'd take the cereal. But I'm having a rough time deciding. Do I want to be fast, or do I want to be happy?

Everything has a decision attached to it.

7:45 a.m.

I'm in a hurry to get to my academic haven, so I go with the cereal. Watch out, world, here I come. I get in the car and I want to chill out for the next ten minutes so I decide to put on my iPod. But I remember that there is a big test today and I stink at multi-tasking. I want to have ten minutes of heaven, but a big fat F would be the consequence of that. What should I do?

Everything has a decision attached to it.

8:00 a.m.

I walk into my first class. I say hello to my classmates and sit down. And then I get up. The sun's in my face. I sit down in another spot. Someone spilled water (I THINK it's water) on this one. I find another spot. There's something poking my back. I stand up again, only to discover that those are the only available spots. Where should I sit. Should I endure the gleaming sun rays, dry my pants off after class, or just deal with the dicomfort of something poking my back?

Everything has a decision attached to it.

9:30 a.m.

Study Hall! My favorite class of the day. Basically, I can just chill and do whatever (some restrictions apply) for fifty minutes. But I have yet another test to study for, so I can use my time to do that. But I'm too lazy. I mean, I know all of the stuff, so it shouldn't be a problem. But all I wanna do right now is lean back, relax, read a book, or perhaps just sleep. But I might forget come testing time, so I better study. But is it really gonna be worth it?

Everything has a decision attached to it.

12:05 p.m.

It's lunch time! I'm excited because I am exhausted of hearing hour long lectures and I just want something to fill my stomach with. I walk outside off of campus and go across the street to...no, a meat sandwich doesn't sound so good right now. A meat quesadilla sound pretty good so I walk back across the street. But a meat sandwich would be great. But so would a meat quesadilla. Maybe I should get both. No, not enough money. Oh, man. Why does it have to be so difficult?

Everything has a decision attached to it.

12:30 p.m.

Ah, reading time. Or a twenty-minute Study Hall, depending on how you plan to use it. I walk in with a book, reading to dive into the adventures of Huckleberry Finn. But no. I still have MORE homework to do, so I should use these twenty minutes to study. But I don't want to. But I must. I want to find out what happens to Huck and Jim, but I have to answer a review sheet on how a bill becomes a law. It's so hard to decide. I want to do both, but I'm not a multi-tasker.

Everything has a decision attached to it.

3:00 p.m.

School is over. I come home and throw my backpack on my bed. I go upstairs to play PS2, but I remember that I have a book report to type out. Oh, but it can wait. But what if I wait too long? I would finish it late and lose points that would accumulate to the errors that are certain to be on the report. What should I do?

Everything has a decision attached to it.

10:00 p.m.

I have finished a hearty work-out and now it's time to open the Word of God. But I'm too tired, so I put it off until the morning.

That's when I begin to think. The past decisions have been so trivial and I treated them as if the nation depended on them. But now, one of the greatest decisions of my day is being blown off because I'm simply too tired. Ashamed, I kneel down beside my bed and pray. I ask God to forgive me for even considering not spending time in his Word. I ask Him to give me another chance. And He does.

So I get up. I sit up on my bed, my back against the wall. And I open my Bible and begin to read.

That's when I realize that everything does has a decision attached to it, but when it comes to God, I shouldn't even have to consider whether to do it or not. I should just do it and rely on Him to carry me through.

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." - Philippians 4:13