As a kid I loved playing “Hide and Seek.” Someone is “It” at a home base and hides their eyes and counts to a hundred while everyone hides in a general area. “It” then hollers, “Ready or not, here I come,” and searches for everyone before they can steal home.
As an adult, I no longer play this childhood game, but I have many hide and seek opportunities, or better known as “lost and hopefully found.” This morning I couldn’t find my cell phone. I did my normal search—dumped my purse, searched the car, checked the laundry room, and no luck. Finally, I thought back to where I had it last and remembered I’d put it in my workout shoes when getting ready to leave the house. A strange place, yes, but a safe place with the soft padding of the shoe.
Sometimes, I think playing lost and found is a way to humor seniors who are somewhat forgetful , or in my case, absent minded. It keeps me busy anyway.
Fortunately, there are things I never lose, such a my identity as a child of God and the love of family and friend. Sometimes, I lose my temper and self control, but quickly find a way to correct my actions. And, daily I renew my faith in God so that I will never lose the gift of salvation.
Lord, help me never to lose hope, faith and love. Amen.