You can run ... but you can't hide!

I love my special moments with God.  I talk to Him all throughout the day, every day and trust me, He knows exactly what I am thinking ... because, well, even though He knows my thoughts, I make sure I tell Him.  Honest, open book ... that's how I typically am.

I've been feeling a little melancholy lately and as I reflect on some of my most favorite memories, I am met with tears and smiles and sometimes the thoughts are so overwhelming that I just need to escape.  I want to run to my safe zone ... my quiet place where I can feel free to yell, to cry, to pour out my heart.  Haha, as you probably guessed, the only downfall to trying to escape ... is that I bring myself with me ... with my thoughts ... and all those things I need to escape.

Today my plan to escape wasn't as overwhelming of a need as in the past but I knew that going to my favorite place would be refreshing and help to clear my head so there I went ... to my place of solitude ... the place that sparked this blog in the first place...my park.  

As I began my journey I encountered three rather large men ... big burly guys and I knew that walking alone through the trails wasn't perhaps a bright idea and I quickly determined that I would easily be overpowered despite the self defense classes I have taken in the past.  My mind quickly began to form a plan, on the off chance that they may try to attack...okay, I wasn't even sure I liked the idea of them speaking to me.  I busied myself making a plan and without putting any of it into action I decided I would trust God and realized that despite the positives of forming a plan, Satan was using fear to make me lose focus of why I needed to be there in the first place...to refocus my thoughts and try to see what God wanted me to see.

I began to look around and enjoy the beauty of my surroundings ... my heart was filled with thanksgiving to see that someone had mowed my pathway ... I saw butterflies ... and throughout my walk I continually heard "Do not let your heart be troubled" ... I very quickly admitted that my heart was indeed troubled and "God, there's so much I don't understand ... "  then I heard "Do not lean on your own understanding".  Over and over these two verses penetrated my mind with every step.  I reached my destination where I had cried so many tears ... and shared so many smiles ... and dreams.  It was there, today, that I again called out to the Lord, shared my troubled heart with Him and heard Him speak the words I needed to hear as new clear realizations came to my mind.

I rejoice at my time spent with Him ... so grateful for a fresh new outlook ... and knowing that He can be trusted with every part of me ... including my heart.  I wiped my tears and began back down my favorite pathway with a smile on my face.  As I got closer to the opening where the men had been I began practicing my words (much like Miss Clara from War Room) should they encounter me.  Haha, thankfully all but one were gone and I continued my way to my car.

Until next time ... don't try to figure it all out yourself ... be open and real with God.  He knows it all anyway!  :) ...He can be trusted and there's nothing you can say that will shock Him.