There is an inevitable fork in the road of life that forces a choice between one of two major directions. The choice is this, do I choose bread or roses, the path of practicality or passion? On a base level this is the decision between the minivan or the convertible, but on a more serious level, your direction in life. For instance, do I go to college for the degree I’m passionate about but offers little real world opportunity to provide for a family, or do I go for the college degree that will be dependable, if not at all excitable to my spirit?
I was discussing this theme the other night over some fantastic Italian, when something worth retelling happened. My good friend opinioned that if the choice was between bread and roses, he felt the best option would be rose bread! This delightfully lighthearted response has grown on me, and in turn, helped steer my thoughts in another direction; that of scripture. I once read somewhere in Ecclesiastes something to the effect of being busy during the day, and at night not letting your hands be idle, for you don’t know what will succeed, this or that, or whether both will do equally as well. I think my thoughts went in that direction because it affirmed the rose bread diet my good friend spoke of.
I admit, this doesn’t quite answer that college question, or the minivan vs. convertible debate. Still, it makes me think that even though life’s decisions seem like either/or affairs, maybe they don’t always have to be…
Ecclesiastes 11:6
