When our granddaughter stayed with us for a few days my cat, Poetry, would hide in the basement and only come up when Olivia was in bed asleep. As you can see Gabriel, our dog, was right there with Olivia looking through the cat door to the basement looking for Poetry. We are like my cat. We hide from God because we fear Him. If you are a Christian, we fear Him because we're afraid He is displeased with us. If we're not a Christian, we fear Him because we're afraid He IS real and we know in our heart that we need Him but our ego won't let us put down our defenses. But the Good News little Olivia is a lot like God in that all she wants to do is hug Poetry, like she hugs Gabriel and tries to kiss him all the time. . . .
