Are you a runaway?…
I was.
Running from my problems was a common occurrence, although fighting with others also happened. I thought it was important to be right. Fight or flight. We all know it’s a result of trauma.
So, I’m thinking of people who lived before and made a difference, whose lives began in a different manner than they ended up; and I’m supposing they came to that ‘certain’ place, as I did, where you cannot continue as once headed. That place is the promised hope, the original intention, the destination ahead… and there, a decision is made to move a muscle, change a thought, forgive and hope, and adjust eyes forward instead of allowing the past to dictate. Not always easy, my friends, but it is easier than feeling trapped in choices.
Some of us have lost their lives in pursuit of the dreams ahead; I am grateful that I have not; Though it was a close call once,
God restored my life.
We have a call… can you hear it?
To come away from the noise and live in the way of life abundantly that God has prepared; as He has loved us, may we also live, forgive and love. No more running!
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