Hide and Seek

By: Annie Applefield

Jackson and Logan were playing in the backyard. “Let’s play hide-and-seek,” Jackson said.

“OK,” Logan agreed. “You hide first.”

As Logan covered his eyes and counted, Jackson scampered off and found a hiding spot near the bushes.

“Eight . . . nine . . . ten!” Logan called. Then he turned and sneaked out of the backyard.

Jackson waited.

And waited.

And waited.

He poked his head out from behind the bush. He didn’t see Logan. “I wonder where Logan is,” he said to himself.

Jackson waited some more.

And some more.

And some more.

Finally, Jackson came out of his hiding place and began to cry. He ran inside.

“Daddy! Daddy!” Jackson ran into his daddy’s arms.

“What’s wrong?” Daddy asked.

“We were playing hide-and-seek, but Logan didn’t even try to look for me!”

Daddy wiped away Jackson’s tears and gently said, “Maybe that is how Jesus feels.”

Jackson’s jaw dropped open. “Is Jesus is waiting for me to find Him?”

“Yes, He is,” Daddy answered.

“Where should I look?” Jackson asked.

“Where do you think He is?” Daddy asked.

Jackson bit his lower lip. “I think,” Jackson said, pointing to heaven, “He is up there.” He pointed to his heart and said, “And in here!” He swept his arms in a wide circle and said, “And everywhere I go.”

“That’s right!” Daddy said, giving Jackson a big smile and hug.

“I won’t be like Logan, Daddy! I won’t stop until I find Jesus!”

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