Children naturally learn to play hide-and-seek. When they hide too well and can’t be found, the fun is lost. They want to be found. Why do adults want to hide but can’t?
Being the pastor’s son meant I had to behave.
On the front hardwood pew by myself, I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t draw pictures during the boring sermon. All I could do is sit there quietly. What would happen if I squirmed and made the slightest noise?
I had to be careful.
I didn’t want another come-to-meet-Jesus meeting after church. Back home in the basement, I would feel the sting of Daddy’s belt and scream. I never understood why tears were in Daddy’s eyes.
Fun came right after church.
I had already folded two church bulletins like an engineer who knew the best method to build paper airplanes. Immediately after the last song, I tried not to run. I grabbed my buddy and calmly walked down the aisle.
Grinning as if I had already won the contest, I handed one glider to my friend. “Let’s see who the best pilot is!”
My plane sailed like never before, rising high above the steps, and crashing into a lady coming out the door. Oh, no!
I wanted to hide, but it was too late.
Where could I go? People had already seen me and might tell Daddy. Now was a good time to pray.
Some people live in fear that someone will open their closet door and find the skeleton hidden there. They wish their painful past would go away, but the worrisome memories keep bringing it back.
When we want to hide but can’t, only one solution exists: Pray. Admit who we once were, accept forgiveness, and take our spanking if necessary. After that, we can forget the past because now, with God’s help, we’re becoming a new, better person.
If we say we haven’t sinned, we have deceived ourselves by embracing a lie that is far from the truth. If we confess our wrongdoing, he is sure to forgive us and cleanse us from all unrighteousness. — 1 John 1:8–9