Even though most of the spoken word was basic cave-man talk . i.e. "I hear ya bro", or "yeah man". We discovered we had understanding for one another, especially in regards to life's choices. In the spirit of inquiry he asked me about what I'm "up to, dude?"
I took the time to tell him the choices that I had made since I'd been home from my mission. If you are at all familiar with the typical LDS life, then you would know that most guys who serve missions usually state that the time after their missions is the time of decision. While this is true, that doesn't always mean that 21 year old know what's best for them 100% of the time. We're human. Imperfections are inevitable.
Progression is brought by choice. I do believe that we can and do grow living what we've been taught. When we choose to listen to those who have lived longer, we are presented with their illustrations and prescriptions on the "do's and don'ts". Taking time to weigh the pros and cons will give us lists of possibilities.
The hardest choices in life are not good vs evil. I strongly feel that the most difficult are the choices between good vs good. It's when we are becoming more and more independent and we are discovering our own personal agency, or story, or destiny. I think we all have a basic idea of what we want in life, but sometimes we just want more or sometimes we want something different because of how we feel on that day. -perfect example: Amy sees a cute little boy named Hendrix come into her work and suddenly she wants to name our 1st child Hendrix. -
As we all decide whether to eat Italian or Chinese tonight, deep down inside all humans have a desire to become someone important. I'm talkin' the BIG CHEESE. We want to feel important to someone else. We all want to be valuable. To become that character; is life's greatest challenge.
I am slowly learning that I am becoming this valuable character as I get involved in my surroundings. When I choose to live up to learning what's around me, who's around me and where the hell I am, I am a soldier in the front lines facing the unwritten story. My story.
I wanted to say this to my co-worker, and maybe I will when I see him again. I am so glad that he inquired how my life is. The Human Race thrives on the spirit of inquiry, which is the direction of what I was hoping to go with this rant, but that will be another time...