We’re either ‘running from’ something or ‘running to’ something. And I think that true freedom is ‘resting in’ something.

Running from God creates the illusion that I’m actually creating space between myself and that from which I’m running. And I’m not certain that I want to run with that illusion.

Any place that I ‘run to’ most often turns into a place that I have to ‘run from’, unless of course that place is God.

Darkness is the absence of light. Therefore, darkness is always fleeing from where light is and scurrying off to where it is not. So why am I running from something that’s always running from something?

Truth is the thing that lies spend their lives running from.

Denial is the escape that never allows us to escape.

Whenever I’ve ‘jumped ship,’ I rarely ever land in the water. Rather, I tend to land on another ship that’s in just about as much trouble as the one I just jumped off of.

We are all on a journey. But if it’s not the journey to which we were called, we’ve confused a journey with a panicked retreat.

If I’m perplexed by the fact that I’m constantly lost, maybe somewhere in my head I’ve determined that being lost serves a greater purpose than being found.