Runner
I am a runner by nature. When I am faced with a problem in my own life, I will try hard to avoid it. I am deeply afraid of pain and failure and I will pretend like it isnt there for as long as I can. But guess what. You cant run forever. Eventually you hit a wall. And sometimes, as much as it hurts, that wall is grace.
I dont know how to stop running, and sometimes I feel like God has to throw me down on my butt. Not in a mean way, but it is the only place where I will have to reach out for help. And it’s the only place where I realize that I can’t do this alone.
It’s a scary thing to let someone into the very places you are trying to run from. Trust me! But I guess this is why God gave us brothers and sisters to take this journey with us. We need each other to be the body of Christ that we are designed to be. Unless we own up to our own brokenness and lean into one another, we wont truly be functioning as a body.
And so, instead of running, I reach and lean, and trust in the Lord’s faithfulness. No matter how messy life may become, He is always faithful. Always.
