I woke up this morning to sheets of rain hitting my house
and flashes of lighting and thunder filling my bedroom.
5:30AM and I couldn't fall back asleep.
I hate the feeling of wanting to run away,
I get it most often when I'm overwhelmed.
Today is one of those days
that I wish the Lord would have whisked me away in the night
and taken me to the ends of the earth with him.
Leaving behind people, choices, hurt and desires,
just to walk surely with him.
But "running away leaves no room for growth"...
so here I am, ready to brace myself.
I wish things were different.