Nowhere to Hide

There was a little girl,

at the age of almost seven,

who asked her mom a question -

about the Lord up in heaven.

She asked if he could see her,

regardless of where she stood.

The mom said he always sees her -

and that he always would.

But she needed some specifics,

of what exactly he could see -

she said that he could see her

behind even the tallest tree.

She phrased it another way,

and this is what she said -

“HE can even see you,

hiding underneath your bed!”

So then she posed the question,

in her Sunday School class ...

“Could God still find me

if I laid down in the grass?”

The answer was the same,

as my mom had said before -

“God would even find you

behind a tightly locked door!”

So then she sked her daddy

if God could see her under water,

and he said that God does see -

every single son and daughter.

And then the tables turned,

with a question in HER direction -

Dad asked her - why she’d hide,

from God’s love - which is perfection.