My problem is that I cannot choose between crunchy peanut butter, or smooth peanut butter. Many a time I stood there in the supermarket crying trying to make a choice. Often, an attendant comes to console me, (I like the female attendants best), and I let them choose for me.
I could, of course, buy one jar of each type; but I think this is extravagant and so greedy. So I buy one jar a week.
Life these days are full of choices which add to our confusion. Have you noticed how many kinds and brands of toothpastes there are? Or fresh bread - our supermarket has at least 100 kinds of fresh loaves; and that's not counting the pre-sliced bread, and buns and other types. It's the same with pizzas, wines, soaps and so on.
Too many choices just to confuse us.
Some choices, however, are more important than others. Vital even for our well-being and our lives.
Like believing in God; or not.
Trusting God; or not.
Believing in Jesus as God's only Son; or not.
Believing there is an eternal life after we all die; or believing it is the end. Nothing else. Finito. La Fin.
I think some people need to make some very serious choices before it is too late.