Friday, April 04, 2014

Hiding Place

Ready or not, here I come.

How many times I have said or heard that in my life?

I was always a good seeker, but I was also a good hider.

I still am. 

I remember finding those really good hiding places, and because I am so short I could squeeze into them easier.

I would just wait and listen, never wanting to make a peep. 

I spend a lot of time with kids nowadays. 
A couple of days ago, we were playing hide and seek but the kiddos always would yell out where they were hiding.

They wanted to be found. 
For me, not so much. 

I like love hiding. 

I like hiding behind fake smiles, forced laughter and the "I'm fine". 

I don't like talking about my feelings, or what I am going through.
So, I just sit back and listen.

It is safe, and I love feeling safe. 
Feeling exposed or even worst vulnerable, no way.

My hiding places are temporary, and I never truly feel safe. 

You are my hiding place; You shall preserve me from trouble; You shall surround me with songs of deliverance. 
Psalm 32:7

Sure, I can hide behind my smile.
I can pretend I feel safe by not feeling vulnerable.

But honestly, I will never be completely "safe" without the Lord being my foundation  of living. 

Maybe being a little vulnerable is a good thing.

All I have to do is live according to God's commands.
Life isn't supposed to be a safe place.
Thankfully, I have found my ultimate hiding place. 

This light of mine was made to be exposed. 
I don't have to be afraid.