Eyes Wide Shut

Tonight at dinner Katelyn discovered a new little game,... I'd like to call it the Ostrich Effect. She closed her eyes tightly and said, "Where's Kay-tin?"
Being the good parents we are, we played along:
Me - "Where is she?"
Martin - "Is she under the table?"
Katelyn, smiling, and slowly opening her eyes, "No-o-o! Here I am!"

It was a fun little game that ran its course three or four times. It was really such a sweet thing, watching her and knowing that she really thought that if her eyes were closed we couldn't see her. Yet we had a view of the bigger picture...

Someone once said that having kids gives you a greater understanding of God; namely, our relationship to Him. Some moments, I really get that. Tonight was one of those. We are all truly self-centered beings, and from the beginning, the world revolves around us. We feel like we have so much control, sometimes total control over things. Then we grow older, and slowly realize our insignificance and how out of control our lives are. Yet don't we still find times that we, like Kate, close our eyes and truly believe we can't be seen? Truly believing we're in control? I wonder how often God watches us play our games, and either grimaces, as He watches us screw things up, or gently smiles, as He knows that we are but a vapor who will one day truly understand our existence.