Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?Matthew 6:25
Picking up the least smelly item of clothing off the floor and checking for stains to choose what to wear is easy, for me having a wardrobe full of clothes would see me four hours later with piles of clothes and still no decision made. Does this mean I like being limited in my choice or that clothes don’t do it for me?
Changing banks was a decision that needed to be made recently and I had no problem. There was less choice than a few years ago but nevertheless, some decision making had to take place and interaction with bank officials brought the number of players down.
Hot water, my dream is to have running hot water. To turn on a tap and hot water to come out just makes me smile. I love using the facilities in cafes and restaurants because I can wash my hands in warm water. In hotels, I rush into the bathroom and run a bath. I love hot water and wish I had it.
Recently though, when it almost became a reality, I worried about the money side of things and stopped the process. Making the decision to put off once again having hot water was easy on one level. No money spent so nothing can go wrong. No money spent on the house so can continue to berate the house. No people coming into my house, huge relief.
On the flip side, ructions in the house when others find out of my decision, cold water and an unfixed central heating system. Decisions are like that, there is a trade-off when things are black and white.
There is one decision, that didn’t need great logical synapses, to decide to follow Jesus and no longer worry about anything. In him I find rest, I am challenged, I am loved.