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Decisions, Decisions, Decisions


Decisions, decisions, decisions. 

Do you ever get tired of choosing? Everywhere we turn we have options. Yes, it gives us freedom to personalize everything, but we’ve eliminated simple. Take coffee for example. I don’t drink the sludge, but it appears ordering  cup involves 17 mini-decisions. Sizes, spices, toppings and choice of your first child’s name is just too much when ordering a drink. Just give me a hot chocolate. Done.

Deciding to order pizza used to be easy as well. Pick a topping and you were done. Now I have options on toppings, cheese, sauce and even what they do with the crust. Just make me a pizza.

And forget about buying a cell phone or computer. My head explodes when I see all the choices that have to be made there. I’d like to be done with choosing. But that presents a problem as well. If we don’t make decisions about life, then options will be chosen for us.

We consume, on average, over 7 hours of media every day. I’m not sure we’ve factored in the Amish in those statistics, but regardless. We devour a lot of media. How do we decide what to allow?

Decisions.

It’s nothing new that we have to choose. Adam and Eve had a choice. And we’ve been reminded of the same simple choice throughout the Scriptures.   

There is the plain, and obvious, choice laid out for the Israelites.
This day I call the heavens and the earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life, so that you and your children may live.  ~Deuteronomy 30:19
There was the charge given by Joshua.
But if serving the LORD seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD.  Joshua 24:15
Even David reminded us of our choices, in song.
Who, then, are those who fear the LORD? He will instruct them in the ways they should choose. ~Psalm 25:12
And then there was James, who didn’t seem to worry how he came across.
You adulterous people, don’t you know that friendship with the world means enmity against God? Therefore, anyone who chooses to be a friend of the world becomes an enemy of God. ~James 4:4
Since God chose us (John 15:16, Ephesians 1:4) it seems fair that we have to make a choice as well. So who will you choose? When it comes to making decisions about our media consumption let’s keep in mind that what we choose to put in our minds reveals who, or Whom, we have chosen to serve. 

How do you make your choices?

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