I don’t think anybody enters into life thinking they want to run away from their problems. There’s that old saying,
“When the going gets tough the tough get going”
which, I have no idea originated from. I could probably Google it but, that’s besides the point.
I think especially in the Christian hemisphere we are sort of taught that when life gets tough we need to be tough because love is tough and love is Jesus and if anyone is tough, well, it’s Him.
But I’ve been wrestling with this idea for a few days now, going back and forth. Let’s recap:
So if I deal with my problems head on, even if I feel like I’m drowning, I’m technically a winner. However, I would be a loser, if I ran away. Why? Because that would show how little faith I have in my God. Right?
I was hopping in the shower yesterday and I was thinking (for whatever reason, go figure guys, shower thoughts are weird) about Moses. Now, this guy had quite a journey of a life. You might say technically the adventure started at his birth, but for the sake of this blog entry, we’ll say the catalyst for it was when he killed a guy and ran off into the desert.
He completely and utterly ran away. The reasons why aren’t important. The fact is he did.
But God. But God man! God met him on the other side.
And when that happens, when He meets you, that’s when life really begins.