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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.....
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.
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!!!


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


  1. 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!

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


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