Conntecting the Dots

Playing Hide-and-Seek with God

a woman spending time with God


Sailor-Man and I recently babysat our one-year-old granddaughter Lexi. She loves playing hide-and-seek. It delighted her when I tossed a towel over her head and asked, “Where’s Lexi?”


Adam and Eve played a game of hide-and-seek with God, but it was no laughing matter. They’d disobeyed God when they ate fruit from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Their sin created a chasm between them and their Creator. When evening came, they heard God walking in the garden. Rather than run to meet Him, they withdrew and hid among the trees. That’s when God asked the question: “Adam, where are you?” (Genesis 3:1-9)


This wasn’t a playful “come out, come out from wherever you are” tone. I suspect this was more the anguished cry of a father in search of his lost children.


God knew exactly where Adam and Eve were hiding. They weren’t lost to Him in a physical sense, but they were lost spiritually. His question, “Where are you?” was meant to help them consider their position in relationship to Him. He missed their company. He wanted fellowship with them and grieved that they didn’t share His desire.


Adam heard the question and cringed. “I  heard you, so I hid,” he said. “I was afraid because I was naked.” (Genesis 3:10)


My heart would break if Lexi hid from me for any reason whatsoever. We can only imagine how God must have felt when His precious son and daughter hid from Him. How different from the psalmist’s open and eager response to GodMy heart has heard you say, Come and talk with me. And my heart responds, Lord, I am coming’” (Psalm 27:8).


Unlike the psalmist, Adam and Eve hid when God showed up. We sometimes do the same. We might cower behind the tree of unconfessed sin. It may be that we’re hiding during a season of asking questions of our own: If God is so good, then why does He allow suffering? If God loves me so much, then why doesn’t He answer my prayers? How can God love me when I’ve made such a mess of my life? How can God ever forgive me for what I’ve done? We’ve not yet come up with satisfactory answers so we hide among trees of doubt.


Perhaps we hide among the trees of work, family, social media, and even ministry. “I hear You, God. I’ll be there in a minute, okay? I’ve got other stuff happening right now.”


That one describes me. I’ve rolled from one writing deadline and ministry responsibility to another since the beginning of the year. It’s time to examine and re-order priorities. In the past week, I’ve realized that I miss the read-through-the-Bible-in-a year program that I enjoyed for many years, so I’m going back to it. This time I’m going to read it from a chronological perspective. Why, I’ve even started a new journal to record fresh insights. (Today’s blog is the first!)


So, my friend – how would you respond if God walked into your home today, called your name, and asked, “Where are you?” Fill in the blank: “I heard You, so I ___________.”


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