I crouch, paralysed by uncertainty, at my sock drawer. Should I wear the black socks with a grey stripe at the top, or the black socks without the stripe? (thankfully, there’s a limited range to ponder) A few moments pass before I see in my mind an image of a helter-skelter. On the helter-skelter I see stripes. Grateful for such guidance, I reach for the black socks with stripes.
My latest guest post is live over at BigBible. Why not head over there now to read the rest of it (there’s even a photo of my actual sock drawer!)