A tough decision

Robert H. Schuller once said, “Again and again, the impossible problem is solved when we see that the problem is only a tough decision waiting to be made.”

He also wisely said, “The truth of the matter is that you always know the right thing to do. The hard part is doing it.”

I’m sure a lot of us would get a lot more sleep if we could just remember this one basic concept.

I had the opportunity this past week to spend a few hours driving around this great county I call home.

I stuck my toes in the Mighty Mississippi River and waved to a barge captain as he moved his cargo to the Gulf. I stood in a freshly tilled field and talked to a farmer while he took a much needed break. I sat on top of the levee, my fingers running through the tall grass, as I watched a young colt toss his mane in the wind.

I walked around a small, family graveyard nestled on top a hill. As I read the tombstones, I discovered a founding father and a Confederate hero.

I stepped inside a small white country church and bowed my head for a quick prayer.

At the time, I had no idea why I kept driving... down one gravel road after another.

Now, I know, I was searching... not for answers, but for strength. You see, when you are raised by hard-working, God-fearing parents, you are taught the answers at an early age.

I’ll never forget this once incident when I was around nine years old. There was a horrible storm, with thunder and lightning. The electricity was knocked out by the wind. It was around 10 p.m. and we were all sitting in the living room. We had just returned from the storm cellar. My dad had a coal oil lamp burning. My brothers were all joking around and dared each other to blow the light out. My dad warned them not to. So, they dared me. I was the baby and there was no way I would get in trouble. And, I definitely did not want to be ridiculed for being a chicken. So, I very quickly crossed the room, blew out the light, and ran back to jump in my older brother’s lap. My dad very quietly got up; retrieved a combine razor strap he kept hanging on the wall near the wood stove; crossed the room; and wore my behind out.

My point? I know the difference in right and wrong. It was instilled in me by parents who loved me.

So, if you are facing a tough decision in your life, and you can’t seem to find the courage, think about what Schuller said. Take a deep breathe and jump right in.

Have a good week everyone.