Most people believe that the choices they make are the best choices given everything. Everything is a pretty vague word. For some, everything includes life, love, family, friends, and jobs. For others, it includes money, materials, and effort. The choices we make have an impact on not only us but the people around us. I would argue that most of us go into our days making choices naturally.
We choose what we want to eat for breakfast. We choose what pen to write in at work. These choices, seemingly nothing, can and do have an impact on the world around us. Imagine a world where choices meant nothing. There would be no accountability. No ability to withstand the results of your choices. See when we choose to do something, we also agree to the results–sometimes not knowing what they are.
A large part of my journey here at Belmont has been learning from the Christian faith’s perspective why choices matter. To the students, choices indicate consequences. To the parents, choices indicate outcomes. To the staff and faculty, choices indicate student success. Every single person in higher education has their own personal view into why choices matter to them. One of the refreshing things about Belmont is that choices mean something here. Faculty, staff, and peers respect the choices students make; even the wrong ones. I often wonder to myself if people recognize that if students were not actively messing up in college, the next logical step would be in their post-graduate life.
Choices can make the difference, especially when that choice is the right thing. With so much going on in the news lately with the imprisonment of children at the border, it is hard to believe that there are people making an active choice to continue this program. It sickens me as a human being knowing that there are thousands of children locked up and separated from their families because of a “zero-tolerance” policy. How can this choice be the “right thing”, which ultimately everyone strives to do?
There are many things in this world that I would like to change. I would love to see unconditional love given to everyone regardless of who they are. I would love to see people embrace each other’s differences with open-arms and not question the complexity of someone’s life. I would love to see men, women, children, and folx treated equally, fairly, and justly. There are still amazing people in this world that are making a difference. They are choosing the right choice for the sake of everyone who cannot choose to make the choice themselves. They are making the choice to do right by everyone we have wronged.
Every single day, we as humans, make choices that can define our lives. Autonomous, competent adults make choices that can lead to a lifetime of happiness, success, and pride. Those who can choose the right thing need to remember that we must continue to choose for those who cannot. The thousands of children imprisoned lost their ability to choose when they were torn from their parents and thrown in the dark reality of a broken immigration system. We have to fix what we did. We lost track of our choices somewhere along the way. Some would argue that the choice was back in November 2016. Others say November 2008. Instead of blaming it on someone, we should be focusing our energy on fixing the problem that we created. We created, implemented, and failed to recognize a drastically broken immigration system that benefitted no one. We need to make the right choice, or else innocent children end up paying the price for something that they had no control over. How ever so American.