Why run?

A friend asked me a question the other day and he was the second friend to ask me that question as of late:

Why are you running away?

If I knew, I would have given an answer but I just did not know.

Running seems like such a good option at first glance but the more you consider it the less attractive it becomes.

Why run?

Why not confront the demons that are hunting me?

Why not deal with the past that seems so dark?

Why not face the future that is looming over the horizon?

Why not step out on the water and walk?

Why run?

Can we ever be certain of anything?

In a discussion with two very wise friends, we came to this conclusion and it seems so true. In this life we can never be certain propositionally but we can be certain positionally.

What does that mean?

We can know that he is God and that we are his children. Be sure that he is in control and that he will catch us when we fall?
Our end is secure, our relationship is sealed but beyond that...

Would it be faith, if we could be absolutely certain, wouldn't it just be obedience?

It is a dreadful thing to step out on the water. It scares me so much. But then I see Jesus and he says:

Why are you running away from me? Step out on the water and walk with me!

Why run, if he calls?