Any happening, great and small, that is to say, is a parable whereby God speaks to us; and the art of of life is to get the message."
A young man took a job at an orange packing plant because nothing else seemed to be available at the time. All day along he sat at a conveyor belt and sorted or angles into one of three bins according to their size: small, medium or large.
All day along it was the same thing small, medium of large.
A friend commented, "you absolutely have one of most boring jobs in the world- nothing to do except sit there and put oranges in box." :No," countered the young man. "It is very tiring, but not boring. Decisions, decisions, decisions- it's the decisions that tire me out."
Can you relate to that?
Life is full of decisions.
A generation ago life was a great deal more simple. If you went into a restaurant and ordered a hamburger and a cola, that's exactly what you got. But order the same thing today and you get asked: "What kind of a cola do u want? Regular, decaffeinated, diet or cherry?"
"How do you want your hamburger? Rare, medium or well-done (burnt-offering style)?"
"And what kind of a bun would you like? Wheat, white, rye or sourdough?"
You feel like saying, "Look, you're not my mother,and i don't have to answer all those questions. I just want a hamburger and a cola."