Every night since Yverline has come home to our family she lies in bed and wants us to come find her while she laughs and squeals. We kiss her goodnight and say prayers while she smiles, giggles and snuggles with us. EVERY night for 2 1/2 years.
I think about Adam and Eve hiding from God in the garden not wanting to be found; not wanting to be close and intimate. Shamed by their misdeeds and hiding.
Then I think about Yverline and all she wants is to be found.
God help me not to hide from your love even when I'm shamed, but to delight and run to you.
Psalm 119:76, 77
Let your steadfast love comfort me
according to your promise to your servant.
Let your mercy come to me, that I may live;
for your law is my delight.
