How Could You Run?

I quote from the Breaking Dawn Preface:

When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could
you run, how could you fight, when doing so wuold hurt that beloved one? If your
life was all you had to give you beloved, how could you not give it? If it was
someone you truly loved?

It may look strange. But compelling. Because Jesus did that.

C'mon. I dare you. I... dare you. Who would face the cross in such a valient way like Him? The devil though He looked like a wimp dying for sinners, but how could He run? How could the Son of David, the Star of the Morning, the King of Peace, run for us? How He could not give to his maximum creation the gift of eternal life? That we have pierced him, sinned, transgressed, burned and lynched Him, how could He run? To give His life as the most pure offering, even needing to be extra-refined in fire and gold, to His own father: how could He run? What many people thought that was masochism, how could He run?

But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed. We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to his own way; and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all. He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; he was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth. (Isaiah 53:5-7)

How could you run, if all you have to do is... believe?