Runaway

The other day I read a article about a juvenile housing facility for girls pulling the girls out for numerous reasons. In the article they discussed how several girls from that facility and others would run away. I thought to myself, I cannot imagine a life so horrible that I run away from what could be a good thing. I thought about the homes and families that genuinely want to help these girls. But my heart also ached for these girl as I tried to imagine a life so broken that would cause me to run from help, love and sincerity. 

A moment later Holy Spirit said "how do you think I feel"? He brought an image of a runaway bride to my mind. As He did I tried to put myself in the grooms shoes. I tried to imagine how he could possibly feel. How he could stand there with all that love just to get left. How he could stand wide open, withholding nothing, transparent and bare yet within moments completely broken. My heart couldn't imagine that type of pain. But even more I couldn't imagine the type of love it would take to go after her. To try to hide my discomfort and hurt for the sake of a future with her. To try my best to convince her she is making a mistake.

My mind just couldn't grasp that type of pain or that type of love. But then God reminded me of how He is the bridegroom. How every time I choose myself, every time I run I am leaving Him at the alter. And just like the runaways, what could be good for us we repel against. When we face a love, help and sincerity like His we run! And we leave Him running after us trying to convince us of His love. Trying to tell us we are just scared. Trying to convince us of who He is and how He won't hurt us. 

I saw this picture on Facebook today and it triggered such a conviction in my heart. And as I sat feeling like weeping before my groom, I said "lord I don't want this to be our story"! My heart was so broken at the thought of every time I ran and how I left Him feeling. But thank God that He welcomed me back with open arms. In 2015 let's vow to stay! Let's vow to not be the runaway bride. Let's vow to make this a year of running and chasing after Him. Trust me, it will make all the difference.

Until Tomorrow,

Kaitlyn