Making Decisions

I've made many decisons in my life so far. I'll wager that you have, too. Sometimes I wonder exactly how many decisions I have made. From answering questions on tests to picking a shirt to wear to deciding how to talk to someone about a loved one that is lost, all have taken much thought.
Often I ask for approval from friends before making a decision. Maybe I do this because I am afraid of what they think if my decision seems foolish. I wish I could be more assertive and not have to worry about what others think of my choices. Only God needs to be honored. And if I am honoring Him, I should be honoring others, too.
I have come to the conclusion that I make some of the most important decisions in the shower. Yup, in the shower. While washing my hair under the steamy hot water I contemplate some of life's greatest issues. When my dad makes decisions, he paces back and forth rapidly while drinking copious amounts of coffee. (The caffeine only inspires faster pacing.) This annoys my mom, who prefers sitting down and rationally drawing up a list of pros and cons. Personally, I think that they should both try my shower technique.
I try to remeber to include God in the important issues. No matter what advice the world, my friends, or my family give me, I have found God's advice to be the best, even if it seems crazy or not crazy enough. My Poppa in heaven has my best interests at heart, and even if I doubt Him sometimes, which I do, I know I need to trust Him to make the right decisions. He has promised to never let me down.