Running Into Your Ex

“O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me” Psalm 30:2.

On the days I'm rushing out of the house on my way to work and don't have time to make my own coffee (which, let’s be honest, these days happen a lot), I stop by the coffee shop near my house. Today was a rush day, and as I opened the door to the coffee shop I stopped in my tracks. Standing before me was an ex-boyfriend of mine. Or at least I thought it was. I could only see the back of him. I immediately turned around and walked out of the shop. A few seconds later I came to my senses, went back inside, got my coffee and smiled at the nice man who was definitely not my ex-boyfriend. 

As I drove to work I couldn't help but feel embarrassed by the fact that my first reaction was to run. It's been months since I broke up with that guy, and I'm so much happier without him in my life. But the idea of facing him was enough to make me miss out on my morning latte, which is a reminder that there are still some things from that break up I haven't dealt with yet.

I wanted to run away from his doppelgänger in that coffee shop the same way I want to run away from the pain that relationship caused me. But I know that's not a cure, that running is just a band-aid that won't actually heal anything. And as uncomfortable as it is, the only way to move on is to face those things head on. To look them boldly in the face and do the hard work that healing requires. I'm tired of running, I'm ready to work. 


Lord, thank you for always being faithful to heal us, to bind up our brokenness on the days we cannot do it ourselves. Help me work hard towards healing and not run from it.