I read Eva a bedtime story tonight. It was beautiful. I found myself choking up as I tried to get through pages of how God, the one who fashioned the stars and the moon and the sun, the One who made the canyons and the sea, how He was the One who made her. How He made her eyes to twinkle and her mouth to giggle and her feet to dance.
I finished the book and prayed with her. Thank you for good dreams and sweet sleep. Thank you for the roof and the sun and warm milk before bedtime, Jesus. I turned off the light, but when I leaned down to give her a kiss goodnight (or a "buss", as the Carlson's call it), she giggled and buried her face under the covers. I realized she was playing Hide and Seek. And with such joy!
Our whole lives are, at times, one big game of Hide and Seek. We like hearing stories from our Father, and when He leans down to give us a kiss or a hug, we hide under our blankets in the dark, as if to say, "Come and find me, Daddy."
And He will always find you. That's one thing you can be sure of.
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