The best game ever...

Didn't want to stay up this late again tonight, but for some reason no matter how much I want to go to bed earlier I just cannot... nothing makes me want to crawl into my bed right now, so instead, I will update... I just got back from being gone a couple of weeks and have so many thoughts swirling around my head right now. All I can say is when peace comes it's a good thing. I will however tell you a little about my evening...

I had a full day of work and errands and ended up getting home just in time for Kids club. Two weeks away and I find myself really missing those little gaffers (how do you spell gaffers anyway??) So it all started with a bit of a game. I found a little toy, coralled them into one room, hid the toy in another part of the apartment and then told them whoever found it would get a prize... it was fun, for a few minutes and then the majority got bored and went off to do their own thing. But somehow Ali thought this was the best game to be invented. Ali, who usually doesn't really talk to you but would rather be roughhousing with his older brothers, this Ali decided he wanted to hide the toy. So he did and I found it, and he hid it again, and I found it. By this point you're probably thinking that I must be pretty awesome at this game, like the best finder ever, but no it was the simple fact that he was 5 and hiding it that gave it away, he practically just told me where it was. He would sit on it, or put his hand next to it, or tell me exactly which shelf to look on. And yet every time I found it it was as great as if I had been looking for hours. At once point he hid it and then forgot where he hid it and we looked and looked but to no avail... this time he didn't hide it on the shelf he had hid it on for the last 8 rounds of the game... It was great fun...Ali and I hung out all night... it was good quality time... we made a sweet fort and big race track... all in all a successful night.

Now not that I have these deep thoughts alot during silly moments in life but tonight as I was playing this 'hide the toy' game with Ali I wondered it this is a little bit of how Jesus works. It's like there's this good, and beautiful life out there that is life to it's fullest and then we get restless and unsettled and start to whine. And we look and we look for the thing that is going to right this life and really Jesus is like Ali. He is sitting there with his hand on the toy waiting for us to find it. And when we do it's going to be just as awesome as if we looked for it for hours or days or years. Cause the points not the looking but the finding. So ya, don't know if that makes sense just a little ramble for the evening...