So I go to write a blog a couple times a week and start to write something, and then it either goes no where, ooor I think, this is stupid, why am I writing this.  Now in an attempt to keep this blog alive, I decided I need to just write something. anything.

SO. as I was babysitting tonight, as I do every Sunday night, I had about 4 three and four year old girls.  They are all so precious.

We started to play hide and go seek in this tiny little play room.  As they were playing I just started to watch.  If one of the girls found the  “perfect” hiding spot, it was the perfect spot for the seeker the next round.  They would take turns hiding in the same spot over and over again, and they were just having a ball.  I just had to chuckle, because I remember being just like that. My favorite though was when one little girl had hidden in a closet and the seeker couldn’t find her.  One of the girls that had been found kept trying to tell her to look in the closet, and I would quickly tell her to stop.  She did stop, looked at me, and looked back at the little girl and said “Don’t you think the closet would be a good place to hide?” She said it so completely innocent, and so proudly that she hadn’t actually told her where her friend was hiding.

I was completely exhausted during this, but I watched that little scenario play out – attempting to count to ten, going to the same spot over and over again, and squealing with joy each time someone was found -

Though they were little 3 and 4 year old girls, it made me think about the parable of the lost sheep.  How excited and joyful the shepherd is whenever that sheep is found.  How excited Jesus is when he “finds us.”

I know this may be simple and silly, but I just love those simple moments that make me reflect about how awesome and great my God is…and how much I LOVE kids. :)

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