Something I tell my students.... and which very few listen to....
We are a product of the choices we make in life.
Good, bad, right, or wrong..... even if we make no choices at all, we have decided not to make a decision.
In the end.... all we have are the choices we have made. That is how others know us, and how we know ourselves.
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Choices
I was only 20 and abandoned by my boyfriend when I first believed I was pregnant. Scared and angry as I first prayed "oh please don't let me be", and I was, and there was a choice to be made.
When I made that choice I had not known with certainty that life itself lay embedded in each shiny moment. I had not known the mystery of how miracles changed amino acids into cells or of spontaneous healing - forgiveness where once there was anger and hate. I have sung a hundred old hymns and loved the music, but had not dared hope that in my own flesh I would see the divine. I was, I am, we are all destined to die—but just as surely to participate in our role in creation.
And she was born. I had prayed that it would not happen. Now someone new and beautiful lay sleeping, dreaming new dreams all her own. I really didn't know how lacking in hope I had been until then. And the event that occurred because of my choice became my greatest accomplishment and her small being , my biggest act of courage.
Some choices have a bigger impact than others.
My whole life has hinged on spur of the moment choices so many times.... that I no longer fear them.
Outcomes.... now those worry me occasionally.
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