To grill or not to grill - that is the choice

The thought [mind's understanding] of grilling a delectable sirloin steak [that which invites my will to act] on our Sunbeam Grillmaster pleases me. I can grill. I can't fly, but I can walk over to the grill and cook a steak. The Sunbeam Grillmaster isn't far away. It's right outside on the deck. It is good to grill. It's likely that grilling a sirloin steak amongst the reawakened Endless Mountains in May will be a happy rather than unhappy occasion. Grilling is pleasant and not irksome for me -- unless I burn the sirloin steak. It won't take long to grill the steak. That's why we bought a gas grill. It would be a greater pleasure to actually grill the sirloin steak than to only think about grilling the steak.

But what's this! A young mother robin has made a nest on top of our gas tank underneath the grill. She's sitting on her nest. There are four vividly blue eggs in the tiny nest. I am faced with a choice. I must choose! What is most agreeable to me? What is the strongest motive in determining what I will do? What choice will I make?

I will not cook the steak! I am an educated man. It is pleasant to look out and see the young mother caring for her soon to be baby chicks. The smell of steak is fading compared with the strength of thought that we have our own robin's nest so close to us. Allison and Dylan would never hear of disturbing the nest. They delight in quietly creeping up to the sliding glass doors to view the nesting mother. I'll put grilling on hold. The bird pleases me most [the greatest apparent good]. I will not grill!

Warning: This is a true story. I took the photograph this morning with my Verizon Motorola cell phone.