And the should's hover near making us wonder if we really can dive with our gut.
What other people think is a puzzle we obsess over solving when it's none of our damn business in the first place.
Because we're meant to make decisions, eventually we do.
Bravely, though tentatively. Boldly, though scaredly.
And when we do, when the After part comes, the exhale is the gift.
Freely out. Without hindrance, the air escapes our lungs.
Like a bicycle ride down a steep hill, the *After* part in deciding is like that --
no more painful muscle stretching restrictions. Just like the exhale part of the breath.
So, I give thanks today for this part of the decision process.
Though the scared part may still exist and the tentative still be a part of my thoughts, we're doing this.
It's all about moving on, this *After* part.
And this is worship. Trusting. Exhaling.
"...for five, short, bold beautiful minutes... unscripted and unedited...