hide and seek.

while babysitting i play hide and seek with the kids a lot. Last saturday i babysat all day from 730am till about 830pm. It was a yucky day out so we couldnt go outside to play, i was sick of just sitting there watching tv with them, so after lunch i packed anna and james up and we headed to Target. It was a risk to just take them to Target, but i needed to get out of that house. After we went to Target and released some pent up energy by walking around and looking at toys(haha) we headed back home. Then i dared to suggest that we play hide and seek. anna and james were a team, and i myself was a team of course. It was about 4pm so i was already more than halfway though my long day, and starting to get a little worn out. i started looking for harder hiding spots that would take the little munchkins longer to find me.

i do have a point for writing this. actually playing hide and seek, and trying to find really good place to hide reminds me of how i am with God sometimes. even though we could never hide form God, i think that sometimes i think i can. like if i do something, and then think "agh, i shouldnt have done that" i just push it away like it never happened. or when im not in the word, or even talking to him as much as i really should be...am i just searching for a good hiding place, where i can be to myself? God wants all of me, as he does for anyone, i just need to let him have me. i guess i could say i need to be found...