Certainty?

As always, one from my dear friend Catherine's secret quote cave. This is particularly apt for where I'm at right now.

We are so constituted, that if we insist upon being as sure as is conceivable, in every step of our course, we must be content to creep along the ground, and can never soar. If we are intended for great ends, we are called to great hazards; and, whereas we are given absolute certainty in nothing, we must in all things choose between doubt and inactivity, and the conviction that we are under the eye of One who, for whatever reason, exercises us with the less evidence when He might give us the greater.

Life is a risk. I need to take it, and take it for all it's worth. I need to live.