When I was a junior in high school I was playing in one of my first varsity football games. We were losing by less than a touchdown with not much time left. The coach put me in at receiver and the call was a deep route to me. As I was running my route the ball was thrown to me, and the defender guarding me pulled on my jersey to slow me down. Obviously this is illegal, so I stopped and threw up my hands to get the call. The ref never made the call. Looking at it on film the next day, if I would have kept running I might could have caught the ball and gotten yards to help us get closer, or even score a touchdown. Instead I stopped my route and complained. This is a play that I run in my head every now and then and I regret that I stopped my route. I might not have scored, I might not have even caught the ball, but I will never know because I didn't even try. Many Christians today are paralyzed by things they have done and decisions...