Nothing Exists in a Vacuum.

I keep wrestling and anguishing and tossing and turning and worrying about what decision to make, to do the right thing, to make a perfect decision in a sin ridden world. Everything seems to have an equal and opposite reaction. Every morally good decision looks like a bad one from a different perspective. I’ve been driving myself mad trying to make perfect decisions that don’t have any negative consequences.

God just stopped me and said “that’s Me”.

“All of those decisions in the Old Testament. That’s the best you can do in a sinful planet. I was shocked and horrified when Cain killed Abel. I was shocked with the humans did to each other before the flood. I’m trying my best.”

Stop trying to make perfect decisions. It’s impossible. Make good ones. If morality is chiefly in the eye of the beholder, maybe I should stop trying to make decisions that everyone likes, and start trying to make decisions that matter to the people I care about. Mainly my family, friends, and God. Sin isn’t going anywhere. Neither am I. Don’t let the critics keep me from acting. Anyone who makes decisions makes mistakes. That’s what separates me from them.