I read this quote from Max Lucado and it made me think of the times I ran away from God. Whether I liked it or not – the truth of the matter was, I ran away from Him. Before I re-dedicated my life back to Christ, I lived life doing what I wanted to do. I tried taking the reigns and controlling my life – FAIL! I just remember getting paychecks and running to the mall, going out to clubs 2-3 nights a week, paying my rent late every single month, hating my job, dating this guy who made me feel like I was losing myself, NEVER EVER going to church. If I was invited to church – I cringed! I felt ashamed and embarrassed to be in the presence of God. I felt, I was unworthy to go into “God’s house”. I thought I was having fun. The moment the fun stopped, I thought I was going crazy. One day I was tired of being a runaway. I was tired of trying to live life on my own. I fell to my knees and I was on my face crying out to God to change me. I begged and pleaded for Him to open my eyes and reveal Himself to me. I was sooo hungry for Him to transform me. That very moment – He opened the door and told me to come back home!
After a hard day scrambling to find your way around in the world, it’s assuring to come home to a place you know. God can be equally familiar to you. With time you can learn where to go for nourishment, where to hide for protection, where to turn for guidance. Just as your earthly house is a place of refuge, so God’s house is a place of peace.