The first time I wanted to run I was eight years old. I had a little orange suitcase, and I packed it full of socks. I guess I thought the most tremendous crisis I would face would be… cold feet.
I made it as far as our hallway door. I reconsidered, deciding that maybe my bedroom would be more comfortable. I unpacked my socks. The morning came… and I no longer felt the need to run.
I have had the urge to run several times in my life. (I am pretty sure that urge hit me this last week at some point, while the crescendo of whining pierced my thoughts).
The thing is… am I running to or from?
I have run to… college, graduate school, my husband, motherhood, vacations, locations.
As I think about this, I realize I have run from the same.
Not permanently, and sometimes only in my mind. Don’t we all do this? Allow ourselves the fantasy of running away when the reality is just too much work… when it doesn’t “feel” right… when it isn’t what we expected it would be.
Maybe it’s the expectation that distorts the beauty of what each person, each place, and each situation holds.
My mind’s eye sees precisely what I want it to be… when that doesn’t match the view I see before me… the thought enters…
Where does this mental running take me? To the next place… to the greener grass… to the glass half full.
The truth is… the mental running takes me from something far more valuable.
Right here. Right now.
Right where He has put me… with the gifts He has given me.
What do you do when you want to run?
B ehold the beauty of where you are right now
E xpect change ~ when it’s His timing
S upport your husband, children, family, friends ~ it will take your mind off yourself
T ake time to enjoy now ~ it will be gone too soon
I magine what good you can do ~ today
L ove God ~ know that He’s got your back
L ive and laugh and love ~ the glass is full
No socks needed… no cold feet.
“Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”
By Karin, Sunrise with a sixpack