Decisions...Decisions...
Decision-making, of the momentous, life-changing sort, has always been a lengthy and even painful process for me. l agonize and pray and try to discern how my heart is being led...usually I seek out the counsel of friends I trust, as well as perusing words of wisdom from favorite writers, biblical and otherwise. And- eventually- the way seems clear...the answer seeming to arise from my very depths... an inner voice of sorts affirming my decision. Now this not to say I have not made some colossal mistakes over the years. But even those "mistakes", it seems, have been the source of learning and growth (once I get past the consternation at being wrong, of course.) But seldom have I been faced with a decision with as much potential for both pain and pleasure or as fraught with emotion as the one with which I have been wrestling for the past several months: whether or not to sell my house and move into an apartment...to downsize ...