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Day 33: Run to God!


April 17, 2020

I was not very graceful as a child. (I’m still no Ginger Rogers.) I loved to run, climb the little Mimosa tree in our yard, roller skate and ride my bike. But I was constantly hurting myself. I would run fast, jump out of the tree, skate race my friends down the sidewalk and pedal my bike like I was running from the law. These days I walk more gingerly and I never climb trees or roller skate. When I was young and fell down I just hopped right up and ran to my mom (usually “crying and carrying on”) and she would clean me up, put some medicine and a bandaid on my wound and send me on my (clumsy) way. These days if I trip and fall down, I would not call my response “hopping up”. It’s more like “lay there and wait to see if anyone comes by to help”. There are a lot of things that can hurt us in this world, and not just physically. And a lot of people are hurting right now. They’re suffering financially, mentally and physically. Hard times are upon us. I believe that God brings us difficult times so that we can recognize our own weaknesses and learn that our only hope is in Him. He wants us to ask for help and healing. His peace and reassurance are there but we must run to him. We may not always like His answers (sometimes that medicine my mom put on my skinned knee really burned) but He knows what is best for us and He has a plan. Romans 8:28 says: “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” And in Hebrews 4:16 the Bible says: “So let us come boldly to the very throne of God and stay there to receive his mercy and to find grace to help us in our times of need.” Run to God. Stay there. Smile and be joyful!

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