If you have ever worked with me, you have probably heard me say I'm running away once or twice. I tend to say it as a joke whenever things get stressful or whenever I feel overwhelmed. Looking over at my closest friend I sigh and say "thats it! I'm running away!" and then we laugh and go back to work.
I've come to realize recently that I really do want to run away.
I want to run away from all my earthly fears.
I want to run away from my dependency on myself.
I want to run away from double standards, and impossible expectations.
I want to run away from continuously seeking approval of others.
I want to run away from that little voice in my head telling me I'm not good enough.
I want to run away from the belief that I have to make everyone happy.
I want to run away from my dependency on technology.
I want to run away from the constant search for a boy.
I want to run away a society centered around materialistic desires.
I want to run away from my unhealthy tendency to put people in God's place.
I want to run away from this life, and run head first into the one God has for me.
I want to run into Gods unending love, and amazing grace.
I want to run into the freedom from my fears and failures that are promised.
I want to run into complete acceptance.
I want to run to God and never look back.
