Examples - I bought a new scooter (so happy to save so much money!), and went to fill it up at the petrol station. I usually go to Mobil when I'm on the scooter, and when I used to be on my ZZR, because you can pay at the pump, and don't have to take your helmet off, etc. So, I go to the station, pay at the pump isn't working, so I have to go in to pay. When I go in, the attendant realises that the guy who just paid (driving a Calais) gave him the wrong pump number (accidentally?) - mine. You'd think either the guy buying the petrol or the guy selling it would have realised that it costs more than $7 to fill a Calais... So, the attendant has to go out, get the guy to come back in, charge him the extra... you get the picture.
Eventually, I get back on the scooter and managed to snag every single red light on the way into town - no exaggeration, every one.
Then I get into town and our wireless wasn't working properly... sigh (obviously it is now).
Now, clearly none of those things are a big deal, but I can get frustrated pretty easily at stuff like that.
2 weeks ago at our feast gathering for church, we talked about Moses' glorious words from Deuteronomy 30:15-20, in which he reminds the Israelites that as they enter into the Promised Land, that's not going to be the end of their need to make choices, and he challenges them to choose life (v 19).
We talked about how we need to make choices every day, and we are continually presented with opportunities to choose options that give life, contrasted with choosing options that take life.
As I was sitting at one of the (many) red lights this morning, I decided to make a choice, to take the opportunity to soak up the sunshine, to marvel at the contrast of the green trees against the blue sky, to choose life. I also reflected on how blessed we are to be able to make choices, and that the way we respond is really up to us.
