Indecision

Two of my friends, Janis and Sarah, and I decided to hang out together about a week ago. I was so excited to spend time with these young women. But we had a hard time deciding when to hang out: Saturday or Sunday. After weighing the pros and cons and realizing that none of us really cared which day we spent time together, we decided to hang out on Sunday afternoon after church. After all, it was important that we just picked a time, right?

In our excitement, we brainstormed about how we should spend our time. Should we go to the beach? Should we see a movie? Should we shop? Should we just stay at home? It was such a hard decision to make. Nobody was emphatic about any of the options. I was the only emphatic one. No beach. I had a headache from the intense sun already. In the end, we decided to go shopping.

As we left the house, we had the decision looming ahead of us: Where should we go shopping at?? There were so many choices. There was the quaint downtown area. Or we could bask in the sun as we perused the outdoor outlet mall. Or there was the indoor shopping mall with Dairy Queen! After much "I don't care. What do you want to do"s, we chose to at least start out at the outlet mall with the TCBY.

By this time the J part of my personality was getting aggravated. Why can't we just come up with a plan for the day? I settled down since we had finally made some decisions, but my aggravation was rekindled when my cohorts couldn't decide what they wanted to buy at Gap. As soon as we would decide to move on to the next store, one would see something new they just had to try on or the other would change their mind about that particular pair of pants they were mentally debating about purchasing. It seemed like we tried to leave Gap approximately 2583.283 times. It was probably closer to 7, but it felt the same to me.

At this point I confessed to them that I had decided to go shopping with the two most indecisive people I knew! Then I accessed Facebook via my iPhone and confessed to all 154 of my "friends" that I was with the two most indecisive people I know. For someone who hates shopping the only thing that could be worse is to go with people who love shopping but are quite indecisive.

Despite our continuous bouts of indecision, including should we go to the bookstore, should Sarah buy the gray shorts or the black shorts, and whether or not the dress I tried on was flattering, the day was quite lovely. We celebrated Janis' birthday, delighted in the gift of friendship, and tried not to dwell on the fact that God was leading us different directions indefinitely. I treasure these two friends deeply. And although I truly believe that they are some of the most indecisive people I know, it brings me great comfort to know that they are confident about one thing: their salvation. They each have an incredible relationship with Jesus Christ and it radiates from them. Because of their confidence in Christ, I think I can handle a bit of indecision when it comes to hanging out.