Our grandson loves to play hide and seek. He is two and a half. We love to play hide and seek with him.
There are two reasons why. First, we love watching him play. Secondly, we love watching how he plays.
He will run not far away and put his back against the wall. Then he covers his eyes. We love it. He thinks because he cannot see us, we cannot see him.
We do see him, he just doesn’t know it yet. Sooner or later he’ll grow beyond this game and know the truth. We will love him all the same, whether or not he understands it all now.
I think of all the times I’ve covered my eyes, hidden myself away from God, thinking He couldn’t see me because I had blinded myself to His presence.
He was closer than I thought, playing along with my childish games, just waiting for me to grow up. Yet all the while he was enjoying me just the same. Why? Because He loves me.
Hagar was driven from Abraham’s camp. She had only done what she was told to do. And for that she took the walk of shame.
What was that supposed to mean? Eyes covered with shame and fear, the two hands that blind the eyes to the presence of God.
And then the voice.
“She gave this name to the Lord who spoke to her: ‘You are the God who sees me,’ for she said, ‘I have now seen the One who sees me.’ That is why the well was called Beer Lahai Roi. (Genesis 16:13-14, NIV)
Beer Lahai Roi, “the well of the One who sees me.”