my decisions matter

Fall Flowers from our Garden

Reluctant as I am to describe myself as past my prime . . . I know my expiration date is closer today than it was yesterday. My decisions matter! So, I have begun making a few decisions knowing that how I would have decided things at even a few years ago may not be prudent for me, today.

Specifically, I was offered another wonder pill to alleviate the annoying symptoms of dry skin, eczema, or psoriasis, or whatever it is that has been a pushy traveling companion.

The possibility of relief sounded heavenly; the possible side effects: not so much.

I know, I know: the complications are not necessarily inevitable – but why borrow trouble – if my family, or fellow citizens, might have to pay for it, because I put myself out of commission. I don’t want to become somebody else’s problem.

Borrow trouble for yourself, if that’s your nature, but don’t lend it to your neighbours. Rudyard Kipling

In these wonderful times of medical miracles, when pills and procedures can alleviate so many aches and pains, it’s a good thing to take a deep breath and count the cost . . . do I need the medical equivalent of an atom bomb to alleviate a chronic annoyance?

Don’t use a cannon to fly a kite ~ Attributed to Confucius

Hmmmmm. I wonder what other decisions I have to make that might benefit from my looking beyond my own self-interests, to the interests of others. (Philippians 2:3)

How about you, dear reader? Have you been tempted to use sledgehammers when all that was required was a tack hammer?

my decisions matter

My Choices Are Never Just about Me



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