I’m starting to believe that our lives may be already written out for us. If you proposed this idea to me, even just about a year and a half ago I would dispute it strongly. But the more I think about things that happen in my life and about who I am, and about the lives of others, there are so many more things that have shaped and made me who I am that I have absolutely no control over.
I can argue that I’ve made the choice to be me, that I’ve made my decisions in life that determine who I am. To a certain extent I can say it’s true, but on the other half of that equation I have to admit that there are many things I have no choice over that makes me who I am. I didn’t even get to choose my name.
At birth, here are some things that have already been determined about me:
—Parents. I am born to my mom and dad. Everything has been passed down to me. Whether it be their genes, their values, their work ethic, their morals, their values, their beliefs, their character, whether I agree with them or not, I still have been shaped by them. (Thank God my mom is not Britney Spears or my father is Charlie Sheen! Can you imagine? Eek!)
—Time Period. My life from birth to death is in between the 20th and 21st Century and the technology and the events that occur during this time frame all shape my way of thinking. The fact that you’re reading this and I am even able to post this on the internet is because we live in this time period. It would have never happened if I was born let’s say the 17th Century. The word “blog” didn’t even exist and I would probably be sharing my thoughts on a letter and it would take a galloping horse for you to receive it.
—Location of Birth. I am born and live in the United States. We can clearly see the cultural differences of someone born in another country. I could have been born in Africa or Asia or Europe or South America and my life would be completely different.
—Gender. There is an identity in gender and I did not get to choose whether to be male or female. I won’t comment too much about this, but my life would be vastly different if I were a girl. What if I was hot?!~ I wonder... Let's say I was born a girl and I can see myself, would I have a crush on her? Or a crush on myself? Weird! HAHA
—Birth Order. I’ve been reading about this and it’s so interesting how our birth order determines our personality. Being the eldest child, there are characteristics that come with that and from research it seems to suggest that the first child is awesome! haha :P
Another point I would like to add are friendships and relationships… I did get to choose whom I want to be friends with, but there are people that I've met that I did not get to choose to meet. There are people that come in and out of our lives and that initial encounter was out of my control. Looking back on my relationships it seems like, when two people meet for the first time it happens along the lines of “We were in the same class” or “We attended the same church” and it’s not like I chose for them to be there at that time.
I don’t know why I write all this. And I don’t want to sound fatalistic and suggest that we have no choices in life, but I just believe that there is a sovereignty that guides and that there is an author to our lives and the events that take place in history.
Goodbye!~
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