I choose joy.
I choose gratitude.
I choose to step over the legos, babies, star wars figures and strollers and not complain that I just cleaned up.
I choose gentleness.
I choose to get up in the dark to have a moment to myself.
I choose to follow Him when even when I don’t feel Him.
I choose to focus on what I have and not what I want.
I choose to give when I don’t feel like it.
I choose to give grace.
I choose to accept grace.
I choose to discipline even when I don’t want to deal with it.
I choose to slow down when I don’t want to.
I choose get my priorities in order when they so easily get out of whack.
I choose to compare myself to an audience of One instead of the many others that catch my eye.
I choose to love when I don’t want to.
I choose to forgive when it’s hard.
I choose to ask for forgiveness when it’s even harder.
I choose to walk by faith and not by sight.
Yes, I choose. But not on my own. He chose me first. And with His help, His guidance, His power He enables me to chose Him. And so gently leads me back when I don’t.
O father, help me to fight the good fight, holding on to faith and a good consciousness. 1 Timothy 1:18