Even when you're hanging by a THREAD

Life is a series of bridges. The hardest part is deciding which ones to cross and which to burn. Figuring out who to leave behind and who is worth risking it all. Who will be there waiting with open arms at the other end? Who will be cutting the rope as soon as you step on? You realize whether you’ve made the right decision when you’re about halfway across, but by that point, it’s too late to turn around. You have to push forward, slowly and carefully or quickly and recklessly. Whichever way you choose, you can’t look down, you can’t be afraid, there is no room for second guessing. Even when you’re hanging by a thread, even if the foundation is shaking, even when the fire at your back creeps closer, even when you lose sight of the other side, keep your head up, eyes forward, and faith strong. Doing all you can to resist the temptation to jump.