Why go on in the face of failure or defeat?
Why persist in fighting the fight, running the race?
Why go on? Why get up?
Did you choose the red pill and wish to God that you had chosen the blue one? Are you falling head first down the rabbit hole? Do you really want to know how deep it goes? Do you want to climb back out? Click the heels of your ruby slippers together, hang it up, quit the dance, and go back to Kansas?
Why get up, Mr. Anderson? Why go on? Why don't you just stay down? Why don't you quit, throw in the towel, call it a day?
Why keep living and trying?
"Because I choose to."
God may be eternally Soverign. Omnipotent and Omniscient. He may have written devine decrees in eternity past, He may have a predetermined Plan, or be the Lord of Predestination. We may be living in an artificial matrix or merely reflecting holographic images shadow-fashion from the event horizion of some galactic black hole.
But . . . I, too, believe that we can make choices. And our choices are real.
If our choices are real . . . we are a paradox, and we have the capability of creating paradoxes, generating randomness, manufacturing our own chaos and uncertainty.
I believe that Neo was right. Our choices are real.
If our choices are real . . . then, to some extent . . . to the extent that we continue to choose . . . we are free.
In Genesis 2:19 the Bible says that shortly after God created Man he brought all of the animals before him "to see what he would call (name) them." The implication is that a Sovereign, all-knowing God, created mankind with the paradoxical ability to amuse him. To surprise him. To make free, independent, undetermined, unprogramed, and deivinely unforeseen choices.
This must be exstatically refreshing to a deity that knows everything, and everything that is going to happen.
God created us with built-in devine blind spots. He shielded us, to some extent, from the forces of determinism that flow so powerfully from his essence. He made it possible for us to reject him, to disobey him, to thwart the plan, to defy what seemed inevitable.
Our choices are real. They are ours. If we do not have anything . . . WHEN we do not have anything else . . . we have that.
And the results . . . the consequences . . . are ours, too. We own them. And sometimes SALVATION, is saving us from them. From ourselves.
But it is also our choice that makes salvation possible. That makes it real. That makes it happen.
Why get up? Why go on? Because we choose to . . .
And we continue to choose to . . . because we are free to do so . . . and we have the stubborn hope . . . that our choices and our struggles . . . can paradoxically, surprisingly, unpredictably, and inexplicably change the future.
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