There have been many times in my life where I’ve run away. Running to my room so I wouldn’t have to have difficult conversations. Running off to Georgia because I didn’t want to get a real job and be an adult. Running from friendships, relationships, and parents because loving people is difficult.
In the past few years, I have made it a point to face as many of these demons as possible. Face these fears, these choking, strangling fears. Learn to confront, to dig deep, to hold on and keep loving and talking. Dealing with baggage is never easy, but the relief that comes from it is immeasurable.
And now I go out. Not with my tail between my legs. Not fleeing. Not defeated. But I go out with joy. With peace. Back straight, head held high. With a smile, and perhaps even a little laugh at the future.
I do not know what the next months, and even years hold. I only know I am exactly where I ought to be, and there is incredible peace that goes with that.
I have had this hanging in my living room for a few years now. I read through it every day, and find some of the lines to be rather life changing when embraced and applied. I bought it at Holstee a few years back, as a poster size.
“For you shall go out with joy, and be led out with peace;
The mountains and the hills shall break forth into singing before you, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.” –Isaiah 55:12