In my efforts to flee God, I will always end up some place where’s He’s at because I’ve never left where He was.
My faith is not some escapist fantasy born of my inability to face reality. Rather, it is the belief in a reality that supersedes the one that I am being accused of escaping from. And because that’s the case, that reality demands more of me than would have been demanded had I stay put. So, if I am in fact escaping, it’s escaping to something better which is entirely different than fleeing from something that I fear.
What we seek we shall find; what we flee from flees from us.
If you flee from the things you fear, there's no resolution.
