Making Decisions Is The Hardest Part Of My Life (standard:humor, 902 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Feb 04 2024	Views/Reads: 117/74	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
When I trust my understanding, I always fail in some degree. When I accept the fact that I don’t know everything, I then turn my trust to the Lord.

If it were not for decisions, my life would be perfect. After all these
years, I still wrestle with decision-making. I admit that I often don't 
make good decision. 

I'm not sure, so don't repeat this, but I think The Gracious Mistress of
the Parsonage knows this and uses it to her advantage. How? I don't 
know. She is the primary source behind my decision-making. 

I hate choosing one thing over another when both things are good. That's
a bad part of life if you ask me. Why can't everything be easy? 

Driving across town, I must decide whether to turn right or left. That's
not much of a decision-making process because I know where I'm going. 
If I make the right decisions while driving, I will get to where I need 
to be. 

So, making decisions can be a real challenge for me. 

For example, The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage in the morning will
ask me what I want for supper. I have not even had lunch yet, and now I 
am backed into a corner and have to make a decision about supper. 

Usually, I respond by saying, "Whatever you would like to make for
supper will be okay with me." Then I smile because I don't know what I 
am getting into. She has been making supper for me for over 53 years, 
and I have no complaints as of today. Her decision about supper is 
always okay with me. 

Of course, there are those times when she asks me that question, and
sometimes I will respond by saying, "Anything but broccoli." 

I need to be careful in this area because she is a vegetable aficionado
in the strictest sense of the word. If it's a vegetable, it's on her 
menu, and it's not even open for a decision. 

I always wrestle with decisions, and by now, I should have perfected my
decision-making skills. Just when I think I have, some decision comes 
before me that I have difficulty dealing with. 

The other day, for example, The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage was
baking pies for some family get-together. I could smell them all the 
way back to my office. 

She came to my office, looked in, and asked, "Would you like a piece of
pie?" 

That's not even in the decision category. So I answered, "Of course I
do." 

"Okay," she said, "which pie would you like? You can only have one
piece." 

I asked her about the pies she was baking, and she said, "I have Apple
pie, lemon meringue pie, peach pie, coconut cream pie, and chocolate 
pie. You can only have one piece, so which one?" 

That is not a decision-making venue. There is no way I can decide on one
pie over five pieces of pie. No matter which pie I pick, I'm gonna love 
it, but I'm also going to wonder about the other pies that she has. 

After all these years, I can't deal with that kind of decision-making
process. 

Pondering on that decision-making process, I looked at her and said,
"I'm not sure which one I want; what would you recommend?" 

Looking at me with a sly little grin, she said, "I'm not sure which one
I would pick. They're all very delicious and so it doesn't matter which 
one you pick." 

That's the problem with making a decision. When you make a decision, you
eliminate everything else. If I decide on the pie that I'm going to eat 
at the time, it eliminates all the other pies that are on the table. 
How can anybody handle that kind of decision-making process? 



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