"Why are you running away?"

i was out running the other day and once again i related it to my life. i think that sometimes i run away from God. i'm not sure what i'm running from or maybe towards. what do i hope to gain from running away from my creator? i fill my time with meaningless tasks and projects. if i just stay busy.... am i afraid of what He wants me to do? do i not want to have to confront issues in my life that need change? and that brings up another point, i also run away from confrontation. i hide things inside, pushing down my emotions in hope that they will just disappear. the ironic thing is that it just gets worse...
when i go for a run, the faster i go, the more it hurts. my legs hurt, my legs burn and i gasp for breath. the same is true in this situation. the faster and more that i run away from things, and God, the more it hurts me...and not only me, but those around me. i don't know if this is making any sense, but to my running mind it does.
what if i ran TO God as fast as i sometimes run away? what if instead of avoiding situations, i embraced them as a time to learn and grow? sometimes i don't even know what i'm running from. and there are times i'm not even running intentionally. a couple of days will go by and i'll remember that i hadn't spent any quality time with God.... and in a sense that's running away, or atl east not moving towards him.
the amazing thing is that no matter how many times i run, no matter how far or how fast, my Daddy is always waiting there with arms opened, waiting for me to turn around, and come running back into his arms.... the question is, why don't i stay there? why am i running away?