I would describe myself as pretty indecisive. It’s mainly because I spend so much of my time trying to make those around me happy. It’s exhausting and futile and all driven by the fear of disappointing others.
Lately, I’ve been reassured by the fact that God loves me anyway. God loved me before he even knew me… before I could even make silly earthly decisions. He loved me after my very first sin, and He still loves me now. God has never been disappointed in me, and His love doesn’t depend on my actions.
Spending all of my time wondering if XYZ will disappoint Susie Q is ….well, pointless.
I’ll come back and read this next time I have this internal struggle.