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"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us." {JRR Tolkien}

I am not a Decider. If I have been party to the process from the inception of an idea through to the finely tuned finale, then I am capable of making the decisions necessary along the way, with appropriate assertion. But if someone invites me into the middle of the process with a question like "which of these movies would you prefer to watch?" I stare at them blankly. Movies? I wasn't thinking about movies. I was thinking about the varying applications of red as an accent color, paired with turquoise. Ask me if I think red or orange would be better - I can answer that!

A negative side effect of this is that I tend to let life happen to me, without taking responsibility for it. I just accept. Woke up in a bad mood? Guess that's how the rest of the day will be. No motivation? Looks like nothing's going to get done. While it's maddening at times, there's also a somewhat refreshing element to pretending that I have no control over my mood.

Unfortunately, it's just that - pretending. The fact is, I do have control. It may be hard, it may be unpleasant, it may not be what I want to do at the moment, it may require more energy than I'd like to put toward it... but either way I'm making a decision: to do nothing, or to affect change for the better.

But I can decide to pray when I feel my temper fraying, before it snaps. I can decide to lift my mood by donating usable clothing to the homeless shelter instead of resorting to retail therapy. I can decide to pursue gratitude rather than entitlement, and joy rather than wasting my energy justifying a bad mood. 

It's Five Minute Friday! Each week a flashmob of bloggers gather, internet-wide, to write for five minutes (no stopping, no editing) on a prompt provided by sweet Kate, then link up and share a little comment love. For more info, more posts, and/or to join in, head here!

Comments

Julie Lefebure said…
Great post! We can decide differently, can't we? So many opportunities to do so. Thank you for pointing me in the better direction through your words! It's a gift to follow you this week at FMF! Blessings!
I just had to stop in and say hi! Your words caught my eye. I too have fallen into the trap of following along, but I do have a choice and today I choose His truth over my windy emotions. Happy Friday to you!

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