Everyone looks back with regrets about foolish decisions made. The older I get new foolish decisions exist staring at me with disappointment at the fool I was. They extract from me the payments needed for the decisions I made. Debts that I can never pay off.
At the end of life, many groan when their flesh and body are spent due to foolish decisions’ continuing tolls (11). From when I was a youth till my early twenties I hated discipline! I did not listen to my instructors (13). How I hated correction (12). I brought myself to the brink of utter ruin. Now, the man that I am looks back to the foolish decisions made by the man that was.
I am so thankful for the Son of Man, the Son of God who paid the price for the fool that I was and sometimes still is. He redeemed me from the empty life I lived. (1 Peter 1:18) “He redeemed me in order that the blessing given to Abraham might come to me a Gentiles through Christ Jesus so that by faith I might receive the promise of the Spirit.” (Galatians 3:14) Jesus paid the price with his blood.