Decisions Decisions

DECISIONS

That word decisions can bring up varied responses. For me it depends on what the decision is about. One thing I have noticed as my experience living with chronic illness has progressed, some decisions are automatically done for me, some decisions are easy, and some are complicated.

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Because I have Celiacs Disease, when it comes to food, my decisions are simple. If it is gluten free, yes. If it is not gluten free, no.

A bit of an aside, but I tend to get in a routine when it comes to what I order at restaurants or buy at the store. I like to keep it simple, so when I go to one restaurant, for example, I always order the same thing- Bison Burger on a gluten free bun. 🙂

But also being a spoonie, having to think about energy level, some decisions mean taking into account how it will affect my energy level. It has been humbling when I pray to admit to Jesus that I am not the man I used to be and ask for strength.

A few years ago, I began to experience panic attacks. I didn’t know what was happening. Anxiety would hit full force and thoughts would battle in my mind. I found out that due to two of my chronic illnesses, Fibromyalgia and Celiacs, I also have depression/anxiety disorders. I got the help I needed and most days are back to normal. But when presented with a major decision, it is like hundreds of possibilities flood my mind. I am so thankful for prayer and meditation on the word and on Jesus to quiet my thoughts.

In a few weeks, I might be presented with a major decision. Yikes. But I will pray and seek the Lord. 🙂

When it comes to decisions involving serving the Lord and showing his love, it comes automatic. I gladly accept opportunities to share Jesus and his love.

The one decision that I made that I will never regret was the decision to dedicate my life to Jesus in July 1989. I was already a Christian. I believed in Jesus. But at that moment, I gave my life to serve Jesus. There have been ups and downs, twists and turns in the path, hardships and struggles. But they all led to my present life and ministry. Because of that decision, I can have moments like last Saturday evening visiting a Yazidi family for the first time and sharing with them about Jesus having been a refugee during his early earthly life.

For a fun ending to my post today, I am trying to decide which look is better concerning a beard. I will post pictures and you can comment 1, 2, 3 or 4for what you like. 🙂

Picture 1- No Beard

Picture 2- Short Beard

Picture 3- Full Beard

or #4- Short Beard most of the time but a Santa look for Christma

Thank you for reading. God Bless.