As a child, hide-n-seek wasn’t my favorite game, but it was my older sister’s favorite.
Donna was 8-years-old at the time, and I was four. In the neighborhood where we lived, most of the kids were her age. She never wanted me around. I, being the pesky little sister, insisted on being her shadow.
She and her friends would say, “Let’s play hide-n-seek.”
Of course, I was all for it because I was going to be with Donna and her friends. So here we would go.
“Eenie meenie minie moe, catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers, let him go. Eenie meenie minie moe."
Somehow, I was always “it.”
I put my hands over my eyes and rested by forehead on the trunk of the old Mango tree. I hated this part of the game. With a sigh, I started the dreaded count. “One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… TEN! Ready or not, here I come.”
Off I would go on my search. I looked around all the oak trees and Hibiscus bushes. I would shout, “Donnnnaa!” No reply would come. I would even go over to the Azalea bushes, alongside the driveway, and crouch down to look under the old station wagon.
It may have been only 10 or 15 minutes, but to a 4-year- old, it seemed like an eternity. With tears and sweat running down my dirty face, I eventually gave up in frustration. Running into the house, slamming the door, I’d yell, “Mom! They left me again.”
As always, mom would try to explain how my sister was older and wanted to be alone with her friends. Taking a wet rag, she would wipe my face and say, “When you get older you will understand.” Well, right that second, I didn’t understand and was very angry that they had done it to me again.
An hour or so later, Donna would show back up. I’d usually be sitting at the table coloring in my Sesame Street book. I would be so excited. I loved her so much. I just wanted her to acknowledge me and pay attention to me. A big hug sure would be nice.
Donna would sit down at the table next to me. She would pick up the blue crayon, her favorite, and color on the page with me. She would say she was sorry. Then, things were right in my world again. Until, the next time we played hide-n-seek.
Sometimes we try and play hide-n-seek with God. We want Him to be “it” and we want to run and hide, hoping He can’t or won’t find us. But, unlike me as a 4-year-old, God can see us wherever we are and whatever we are doing. He loves us and wants to protect us. All He wants from us is acknowledgment and our attention. So, instead of running from God, we should always be running towards Him. He will always be there with His arms opened wide to give us that big hug we need at those times.
O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.
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