Decision-Making.

“Every decision we make at this age is much more important”

I’m not sure I can properly convey how paramount this topic is.

One wrong decision can ruin your life.

One right decision can change your life.

To do, or not to do?

That’s the magic question.

God created the world but he gave us choice.

We can choose to live the life that he planned for us to live OR we can choose the life we ourselves want to design.

I’ve found myself repeating the statement “The decisions we make now are more important than they’ve ever been”.

And it’s true!

Here’s an example of a weekend I made every correct decision except one.

Saturday I woke up without an alarm clock, went to the gym, bought groceries, made coffee, and got work done for the week ahead. I then went shopping for business casual clothes — also for the week ahead. I ended my night with a movie.

Sunday I woke up without an alarm clock, shaved, went to the gym, made food for lunch, brought it with me as I went downtown to return clothes, met a friend for coffee, went shopping again because the first day was unsuccessful, then met Ben. Ben met me at Mango, then I found myself in an art gallery listening to him negotiate a residential real estate deal for an hour. That’s when I first started thinking “It’s time to go home”. If I would have gone home at that time, I would’ve had hours to relax, look over my tasks for the week ahead, and maybe even watch a movie. Instead, Ben invited me to dinner and despite initially saying no, I decided that it wouldn’t be so bad to go. I knew his mom was paying, and I thought it would be a good idea to go since I had not seen her in at least a year. I went to the dinner, had pasta, had a cookie, had a great conversation , and got home a little after 10. I didn’t get a chance to look over my work, didn’t get a chance to watch a movie, and didn’t get a chance to think about my week ahead. All because I agreed to go to dinner.

This may not seem like a big deal to some, but I feel guilty.

I found myself up before 5am this morning with a stomach ache writing this piece because I chose not to say no to dinner.

I KNOW that for me to become who I want to become, “no” has to become my favorite word.

I’m getting better, but I am still not where I want to be.

God, thank you for the power of choice. I pray that understanding the magnitude of decision making becomes commonplace amongst young adults.