I was smiling thinking about this post because decisions run from the silly (skim milk in the latte or whole?) to the serious ( you can fill in your own “serious” here). The thing about decisions is that sometimes you have to live with the results, maybe consequences, for a long time, as any woman who has made the decision to try bangs can attest. I write this because I find myself at a point of inertia, a spot of overstayed complacency.

If you haven’t read Who Moved My Cheese, you should. It is a very short, small book that has had the most profound impact on my life aside from the New Testament. I was working at a university that required staff to read the book. I am forever grateful they did.  It is a simple illustration about decision-making. Do you know that not making a decision is itself making a decision? The downside is that you forgo any control or input on the outcome. Personally, I would rather be master of my own destiny.

There are many reasons people are reluctant to make a decision, especially one that might have long-ranging life impacts. Fear, complacency, insecurity, you get the idea. So you become faced with the status quo or taking control, making a decision! Like most, I have a fear of the unknown but I would rather meet the unknown on my terms, at my choosing, not someone else’s. It also doesn’t hurt to pray a bit while you think, consider and finally act. A wee bit of Divine grace goes a long way.

So I will pray while I prepare and ultimately decide. Hopefully, these dang bangs will have grown in by then.




I have noticed over the years that there are times, usually when I am presented with a choice to make, that I get a tingly spidey sense that this is a crossroads moment. I get an awareness that I need to pay attention here, that this is a soul lesson.

You are wondering what I mean by a “soul lesson”. I firmly believe we are on this earth to allow our souls to learn and grow and thus we are presented with “lessons”. Some times the lesson is not between an obvious right or wrong but between a right and a more right. Some times the lesson is between what you want, maybe a heart’s desire, or hurting someone else.

I recently had awareness of one of those lessons. And oddly, I knew it was another chance. I had been at this decision point before. Exactly the same decision point. I knew it! And…… I got it wrong. Again.

This time, however, my pain, over the hurt I caused, was worse than I could have imagined. I was petty, I was selfish and I hurt the one I love most over something so lovingly well intentioned. I regretted it the moment the words came out of my mouth. But you can’t unring a bell. The look of hurt was enough for me. My heart broke. My soul knows though, and has learned the lesson. I suspect I will not get that lesson again.