Lately

I suck at being indecisive. If I can't figure out which thing is the right thing to do, it paralyzes me and leaves me feeling like Ziggy with a perpetual rain cloud standing directly over my head. I'm going to have to learn how to do what I can and leave the rest to God.

I can be quite reasonable when I talk to myself. I tell myself that I can't fix this, that it isn't my place, or that I won't know what to do until I have more information, or whatever. It sounds very convincing, but it doesn't change my urge to charge in like some cavalry soldier in stilettos.

So I sit idly by...not knowing what to do.