The first time I decided to run away from home was shortly after my only sister was born.  You see, I was the firstborn grandchild on both sides of my family, my parents’ firstborn, and the most spoiled child you have ever seen.  For almost five years, I ruled the roost and suddenly the roost had been invaded by a child with naturally curly hair and lungs that wouldn’t quit.  Her crying was the last straw.

I couldn’t take it anymore, so I packed up my little suitcase with necessities like my  umbrella, a box of Kleenex and a quarter.  I tied the cord on my chenille bathrobe, donned my slippers and announced to mom and dad that it was nice knowing them and walked out the door. We lived on the top floor of a four story apartment building.  I don’t think I got down one flight of stairs before I realized they didn’t even act surprised or say a word.  It wasn’t long before I walked back through that door and forgot about running away for a while.

It seemed to be natural behavior for me.  I tried it a few times after that to no avail.  At one point, my dad offered to help me pack.  I guess they were getting used to it by that time.  Whenever things weren’t going my way, I thought the best thing to do was escape from the thing that was bugging me.  I’d hide in a closet when I didn’t want to confront – especially if I knew I was the cause of the problem.

I wonder how often God has to deal with us in this way.  He has His finger on the pulse of every one in His creation.  He knows where we are, who we’re with, what we’re up to and how to bring us back home.  No matter how hard we try to run away, we can’t escape from God.

To most of us, we like to think that we’re in control.  We don’t need anyone’s help – especially someone we can’t see.  Our human nature and society tells us we can do things on our own and we alone are responsible for ourselves.

It can be kind of daunting to imagine that someone is watching our every move – following our footsteps – setting the path and direction for our lives – observing our mistakes and unfaithfulness.  On the other hand, He is guiding us with His right hand – protecting us from falling into danger – lifting us out of depression and anxiety – holding us through the dark days of temptation – loving us unconditionally.

We can’t run away from God – but why would we want to?




As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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2 Responses to YOU CAN’T RUN AWAY

  1. Your post made me think of two things. The first was my testimony on running away which I am still amazed that I was able to open up and share this part of my life. If you want you can read it here
    The second thought that came to mind was Elijah and David. Both were scared and fleeing for their lives. Elijah was afraid of Jezebel and David was afraid of Saul.
    Very good post and thank you for sharing a piece of yourself.
    God bless you.

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    • says:

      I did read your post – great thoughts. My running away ended at an early age. I learned early that it wasn’t going to accomplish anything. I knew my parents wouldn’t let me actually run away. In fact I know they followed closely behind as I walked around the block. Running away isn’t a solution – only a problem resulting in more problems. It’s best to stay and confront our problems with God’s help. Thanks for reading and sharing.

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