"Choose You This Day"

Moving day is quickly approaching for the Butlers.  We began construction of our new home last summer, and the finishing touches are being applied.  This is the first time that we have overseen the work of building a new home in this way.

            We previously built a home in a subdivision in Bryan County, but on that occasion the contractor owned the lot, and the general design of the house was similar to all of the other homes. We were allowed to pick siding and brick color, carpet color, countertops, and a few other things. But others made many of those decisions..

            For our new home we bought the lot, had it cleared, and then we had the plans drawn. Since then we have chosen everything from cabinet and door styles, to paint colors, and even the color and the design of the drawer pulls.  Sink styles, faucets, ceiling fans, light fixtures, and I could go on for some time. I finally got to the point where I said to my wife, “You choose. I just don’t care.”

            And I promise you this.  I will not walk into the home and say to her, “I really don’t like the design on that cabinet knob.” Seriously.  I will not do it.

There are some choices that we each need to make. We cannot leave them up to others.  We might ask for assistance and advice. But in the end, you must do the choosing, because you alone must live with the consequences.

            Near the end of his book, as he challenged the people whom he had led for several years, Joshua said, “Choose you this day whom you will serve.” He then offered several choices for his hearers, but declared boldly and proudly, “As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.”

            Years ago I made that same choice, and I must tell you this. The Lord has never let me down.  I challenge you to think seriously about whom you will serve. You have many choices, but you will serve someone or something.  Why not serve the Lord? He loves you and has your best interest in mind.  I assure you of this.  I’m going to serve Him for as long as He allows.

 

 

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