Matter of choice

For a material to write about, I’d rather blog about a book that contributed some valuable insights than about a soap that whitened my skin.

For a shopping spree, I’d rather look over the shelves of flat shoes than choose upon a line of high-heeled boots.

For some recreation, I’d rather lay some picnic mat under a tree than stand in line to experience my stomach somersault on a rollercoaster ride.

For a movie trip, I’d rather pay a ticket for a cheesy Star Cinema flick than spend my money for a heart-pounding, suspense-thriller movie.

For some teaching opportunity, I’d rather coach you one-on-one than lecture in front of large class.

On a birthday party, I’d rather fill my plate with pancit than fork on the red spaghetti.

For some outdoor games, I’d rather play patintero and monkey-monkey-annabel, than go climbing on a rocky hill.

For an exchange gift, I’d be happier to receive some notebooks or pen or something I could practically use (including photo album and mug and handkerchief), than some glamorous figurine that’ll just function as accessory on our living room.

For some music pleasure, I’d rather be lulled by the Mabuhay singers than rock on with Lady Gaga or the Wonder Girls.

For another pleasure, I’d rather sleep than take a morning walk and exercise. (Talk about laziness.)

For a husband, I’d love him to be very Filipino than for him to be some citizen of another country.

(Here’s the Disclaimer: You might perceive my kind of personality given these. Further, my choices do not stand unchangeable and exclusive on their own. I may do the otherwise if I get to do them with the people I love. Spending time with them will be my first choice; the activity itself will fall on the secondary. But please read on…)

Life presents us with so many choices. But actually, those choices are reduced to just two, the black and white options: to follow God or not. Of either choice, we’re to answer the rewards or consequences that each entails.