The God Who Finds Me

We often try to hide from God, we try to run from Him, especially when His calling feels undeniable. Ironically, those are the very moments when His presence feels the most vivid. We may try to distract ourselves, to overload our minds, or convince ourselves that “this will pass”. Yet everything around us seems to point back to Him. Every thought, every moment, every quiet pause draws our hearts again to the One we are trying to avoid.

It is impossible to flee from the Lord. He is always there, and amen for that. God is faithful to His promises; He said He would never leave us, and He has kept His word. How curious it is that the very thing our souls long for can feel heavy when it asks something of us. We want His love, His joy, His mercy, but we are reluctant to surrender, we become like Jonah, who bought a ticket to Tarshish, determined to flee from the presence of the Lord, only to be found by Him in the storm at sea.

God makes Himself present to walk with us through anything. He does not say, “Here is your task, now go alone.” He is the God who goes before us in the wilderness and remains with us in the furnace, He sustains us in the desert. He does not want us hiding, but leaning in faith. If He has called us, He will surely remain, for the One who calls is faithful, and He will do it. May we have the same heart as Abraham, as Moses, as Joseph, to go forth in obedience, trusting not in what we see, but in the faithfulness of the One who has spoken.