Have you ever come to an important decision where you could truly go either way? That’s how I felt today. I was faced with a very big decision — and I was torn, even on the peace I felt from God.

As I knelt in prayer, it felt like a coin toss in my soul — a 50/50 offer to the Holy Spirit to lead the way. Part of me was excitedly curious, and the other part was terrified. And in my soul’s eyes, mid-air, it was as if God grabbed the coin, smiled, and said, “Why don’t you just be brave?”

I felt more than peace — I felt an unexpected freedom. How many authoritative figures in our lives set the stakes on decisions and hold us at a metaphorical gunpoint over the outcome? Yet in that moment, on my knees before God, I felt the freedom to fail. If it all goes sideways — if the ship sinks — if I go a direction knowing it may not go as planned — at least I’ll always be able to look back and know I showed bravery in the face of risk and the unknown.

Because after all, why leave fate to a coin toss when you can grab the coin mid-air and run?