Choices

I am having to make some choices in my life right now. Where to live, where to work, how to live. I was going to write something about choosing between the flesh and the spirit, but I am just feeling now, like going down a different line.

We, in the western world have so many choices, we have the luxury of choice. What to watch on tv, maybe watch a dvd, listen to a cd, go to the supermarket and fill up on stuff on special offer, then not eat it anyway, what to wear, what not to wear, look it up on the internet, then get drunk on wine or beer or strawberry flavoured vodka. Accumulate more, make bigger choices, what car, what house, what holiday, what job.

We have too many choices. We convince ourselves its a good thing, it is, isn't it? Or have we listened to another lie, choice is good.

God gives us a choice, accept Him, His love, what He has done for us, and live. Or don't and die.

The problem I have with our luxury of choice, is we have so many chances to make the wrong one. So many ways to lose our way. So many objects and things that get between us and God and how He wants us to live. We also start to rely on our luxury, on our choices, rather than rely on God. How many different types of insurance, how many do you have?

Somebody asked me the other day, should christians have home contents insurance, well..........