Tough choices ahead for high school graduates

By David Myers

Southwest Kansas Register

Editor’s note: At press time, we learned of the tragic shooting in Virginia. Bishop Ronald Gilmore and the chancery staff offer our deepest prayers for the victims, their loved ones, and for the killer.

This time of the year – a time of new life for our lawns, the trees, the birds, the flowers, the bugs, the gnats, the creepy crawly things that live in my basement -- represents a new life of sorts for our graduating youth as well (who may also be creep ... er ... living in your basement).

On second thought, perhaps it’s better to refer to this time as a new chapter in their lives. New life is what parents experience as soon as their child finally moves out of the house.

Being as this is graduation time, I thought it would be appropriate to address our youth on the subject of choices. I’m not talking about choices you make at the ice cream shop (chocolate always looks good, but darned if that pinkish, orange one with the mystery chunks doesn’t look appetizing), whether you want paper or plastic (I always respond, “Plastic. I’m feeling lucky.” I have no idea why.), or if you want to supersize your value meal (for those with arteries made of teflon).

I’m instead talking about choices you make that can affect you for the rest of your life.

Consider Don Imus. We all saw how, by using an incredibly poor choice of words  -- one phrase uttered in the space of a few seconds -- his entire future, and the future of those with whom he worked, was drastically altered. His life changed forever in a matter of seconds.

Words are the most potent life-changing tool you have. Words represent your emotional response to all that life hands you. They tell people how you look at the world. Always choose your words wisely, because they can do great harm or great good. Just look at one of the more profound statements our president uttered:

“I know the human being and fish can coexist peacefully.” -- Saginaw, Mich., Sept. 29, 2000

Yes, my friends, we can coexist peacefully with fish. Thank you, Mr. President, for articulating it so well.

 Youth of the Diocese of Dodge City, you face a huge choice this May. As you leave high school you will decide whether you will go off to college or straight into the workforce, or perhaps a bit of both. I suppose you may instead choose to take a year off and see the world, to which I ask only, Can I go? Or you may decide to go and live with fish. I don’t know.

This is your vocation. This is the life God gave you to live. These decisions are not to be taken lightly.

If you do go to college, know that college includes a great deal of study, and it’s also a great deal of fun. But it shouldn’t be too much fun. It needs to be just the right percentage of fun. Say, 25 percent fun, 75 percent study. Or 80 percent study. Let’s just say 77.5 percent study. My college was surrounded by the beautiful Colorado Rockies. (Okay, 79 percent study, 21 percent fun.) There was a lake about 30 minutes away; a large reservoir sat just over the nearby border of New Mexico. Study? Who had time to study? Or attend classes, for that matter?

By my second semester, I did, because I had to make the choice to drastically change my priorities. I received three hard-earned As and two Bs my second semester, but after that first semester – a semester of very bad choices – it would be a long climb to bring my GPA up above a B.

In college I discovered parties. And parties, I quickly learned, almost always included alcohol. Remember the power of “words” we were talking about? Alcohol has the uncanny ability to make you sound like an idiot: “Aren’t you in my biology class?” sounds much better than, “Art you in ma boljybioljy … bi-ol-ojy  ... buuuuuurp ... chash?” It also takes command of the part of your brain that determines whether or not shaving the cat is a good idea. Don’t ever assume you’ll make the right choice while drinking.

Today, I’m fine with being the only non-drinking person at some big social gathering. It makes me feel like a biologist for the Discovery Channel: “The male makes his way toward the finger food, careful not to disturb the rest of the herd or spill his drink....”

The other big choice you will be making is that of a career. Only a very few lucky souls really know what they want to do as they leave high school. One of the joys of college is that it opens your mind to many opportunities you had never even considered. I would suggest that you don’t choose a career just because it’s something you feel you can do well; choose a career because deep down in your heart you know it’s what you really want to do. To this day, I wonder what it would have been like if I had become a professional yodeler.

But by far the most important choice you will make in your life as you leave high school -- whether going to college, working on the family farm, or accepting a full-time job -- is that of whether or not you are going to keep God a major focus of your life. It can be easy to dismiss God in those early years, those years when your whole life is ahead of you and you’re feeling independent for the first time.

God is the ultimate guidance counselor. Turn to Him to make the right choices, whether it’s choosing the right words, the right career, or whether or not to take that drink. Attend Mass. Join a young adult group. Allow God to be a strong part of your life. Because, when it comes to making choices, God will help you in ways that will benefit you today and for the rest of your life.