Decision made in a tentative heart, it has to be some way
Yet indecision returns at every stroke, is it love?
Is it loss of the struggle, is it loss of the knowing?
We say that change is hard and still we expect it to happen
Overnight when someone is in trouble and the hardest
Thing to do is just to be, not an answer, not the decision
Just to be present, to listen, to believe, to let the free
Decision come because only then is there true
Empowerment in the decision made, true Christly love
Even the lepers were allowed to be healed without
True thankfulness do we expect any less?