“I Made The Right Choice -But It Wasn’t The Easy Choice”

If you follow my blog, you know that I’m a major “Lonesome Dove” fan. “Lonesome Dove” is a western TV series featuring Texas Rangers Woodrow Call (Tommy Lee Jones) and Augustus McRae (Robert Duvall). Recently I went back and watched “Commanche Moon” which deals with the early years of ‘Call and Gus.
One of the main story lines early in his life, was Gus relationship with a lady Named Clair. Gus and Clair were in love but, Clair couldn’t handle the lifestyle of the Rangers which took Gus away from home a lot. So. Clair married a man named Bob Allen.
In “Commanche Moon,” Claire has married Bob but she comes back to take care of some business. She sees Gus and they go to a spot where they used to love to picnic. They talk about ole times and Gus asks, “Are you sure you made the right choice?” meaning, “are you happy you married the other man?”
Clair begins to cry and says, “I made the right choice… I didn’t say it was the easy choice.”
Think about that… “I made the right choice… but it wasn’t easy.”
That’s a mouthful, isn’t it? Many of us know exactly what Clair meant… maybe there has been a time in our lives when we have had a decision to make and we did the right thing but… it wasn’t easy.
Sometimes doing the right thing is not easy.
Maybe it’s telling a child something they don’t want to hear but need to hear.
Maybe it’s telling an employee something they don’t want to hear but need to hear.
Maybe it’s having to terminate an employee.
Maybe it’s parting ways with someone you love.
We can know the right thing to do… but it’s not always easy.
Jesus said there are two roads in life… one is the broad way and the other is the straight and narrow (Matt. 7:13). The broad way is the easy way while the straight and narrow is the tough way. A person can know the straight and narrow is the right way to go but it’s not always easy.
“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both.
And be one traveler long I stood and looked down on one as far as I could until it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other as just as far,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them both about the same.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.”

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