Skip to main content

Don't Run.....Stand


" He will never be content until he makes me what he is determined I ought to be" - Hinds Feet on High Places



When I read that sentence, it stopped me in my tracks.....
Literally. 
I read it and reread it several times. 
For a large part of my life I was an emotional runner.
I ran from any pain that came into my world, any rejection and any brokenness.
I actual thought if I ran (not deal with it) it would all go away.
Wrong.............
I  allowed it all to build up inside of me like a huge stone wall. 
In doing so I had no room for peace, love and true happiness. 

 No matter how far or long we run from our giants in life ( rejection, pain, brokenness, anger ) God will continue to chase us until we are so uncomfortable in our own skin that we stop running and surrender it all to him.

I became so uncomfortable in my own skin, I got to the point surrendering it all to him was all I wanted to do. 
I no longer wanted to live behind my emotional stone wall. 
I did not want to be jaded. 
I wanted peace even in my brokenness. 
I wanted joy in my pain.
I wanted love in my anger. 
I wanted to be healed. 
I wanted stars for my scars. 

 Psalm 28:7
The Lord is my strength and my shield; in him my heart trusts, and I am helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to him. 

 The world will have us believe we are all alone in our pain. 
The world will whisper we deserve the brokenness we are living. 
The world by all accounts rejoices when we are rejected.
The world relishes in our anger. 

 However our daddy God tells something completely different. 

 Deuteronomy 31:8
The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. 

We are never alone....
We are never too broken that His love can't fix us.

I have learned to be all he has created me to be and to have all he has for me, it is when I stand  and allow him to direct my path, I become victorious in life. 
There are times when I would love to just run again.....
Not having any desire to deal with the emotions and situations that are in my path. 
And then I am ever so gently reminded where I was to where I am now in my life. 
I am no longer living behind a emotional stone wall.
 I no longer give my giants the chance to chase me.....
I attack them head on with the grace of my daddy God. 

 I am so thankful He will never be content until He makes me what He is determined I ought to be!!

 Don't Run.........Stand!!!

 xoxoxo
Stacey

 Galatians 6:9
And let us not grow weary while doing good,for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart. 
Beauty in His Grip Button
Labels:

Comments

  1. CeilSeptember 10, 2014 at 5:27 PM

    Hi Stacey! 'Emotional runner'. I like that phrase...I have never heard it before. What a way with words you have!
    I always hear how we should take an idea and 'run with it', and here you turn that idea on it's head and make a case for staying. For standing. I like that image too. You have really got me thinking, and that's a good thing!
    I know that God will make of you what he needs, and that you will be standing at attention, ready for the make-over :)
    Nice to meet you today!
    Ceil

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. She StandsSeptember 15, 2014 at 6:55 AM

      Thank you Ceil for your sweet words! I am glad you dropped by!!
      Be blessed!!
      xoxo

      Delete

Post a Comment

Your Sweet Comments Are Loved~

Popular posts from this blog

Touching The Hem Of His Garment

It's day 6 of my 21 day fast and I have discovered just how much I have relied on social media for my daily encouragement. It's so easy , one click of my mouse and it's there for me to see. A short cut of sorts, a quick fix in a world , my world, that is constantly moving and changing. But when I dig into my daddy Gods word, when I take the time to seek Him, the encouragement is more....So much more. Today I am encouraged by the woman who suffered with the issue of blood. For 12 years she suffered a life of misery and in her culture was considered  unclean. It was a chronic condition which means she probably had anemia as well as  physical weakness. She was hopelessly incurable by the many doctors she had sought out for medical care. She had become destitute for she spent all that she had. Everything and everyone who she would come in contact with would have become ceremonially unclean making her shunned by all in society including her family. Her husband probably
3 comments
Read more

Sifting Before the Shifting

I have been hearing the Lord say " shift" for the last year.  Shift in the atmosphere, shift in our nation, shift in the church, and a shift in me.  When I think about the word shift, I see a grand swope of the hand of God moving all into a direction of peace and wholeness.I believe without a doubt He is doing so, however I never once entertained the though He'd have to do some sifting.... sifting in me. Sifting is a process, a two part process, when sifting wheat. First comes the threshing, the beating of the grain using a flail. Second part is the winnowing, throwing the mixture in the air allowing the wind to blow away the lighter chaffs and the heavier grains to fall back down for recovery.  I take a closer look at this process and begin to meditate on how it applies to my life. The threshing  is the process of removal; removing those things which will cause me to stumble.When God begins to remove, He does so with the intent of replacing; replacing with those
3 comments
Read more

When My Puzzle Pieces Do Not Fit

    Putting a puzzle together can be fun, enjoyable and somewhat a relaxing time when the pieces all fit correctly the first time.  However when it is a puzzle with thousands of little pieces that require a great deal of time trying to figure out what piece goes where it can become frustrating, at least for me. Many times I have had to rely on the box top picture to navigate me through the placing of each piece and even that process can be irritating. Eventually the pieces do all fit exactly the way they were created to fit and the perfect picture is formed.It is a victory of sorts for me as patience is not my best quality.  But what about when our life's pieces are not fitting together? I had this certain picture I created in my mind, a picture how my own pieces were to fit together, my perfect box top per say. However the pieces I chose I could not force them to fit. No matter how I placed them, pushed them together, they still would not connect. My box top picture was
2 comments
Read more