Confusion

While standing at Nick's practice last night a thought came over me. I brought my camera, hoping to catch Nick in action. Below are a few of the pictures that I took:

Can you see him? I know he's in the picture. Somewhere....

Look harder...he's the kid with the helmet on his head. The tall one.

...with the green practice jersey.

Ok, so he has black cleats and grey pants.

He's there...somewhere.
Did you find him?

Don't worry, I didn't either! You see, I was aiming for the large group of players assuming he was among them. Truthfully, I didn't know where he was!
My boy. My son. A face that I have seen day in and day out for 12 years!

Yet, I couldn't find him on the football field. How could I not find him!!!

All of this got me to thinking about how amazing it is to have a God that doesn't have a problem with "finding" his children.

He never loses sight of us. Never confuses or mistakes us for someone else. And even when our "uniforms are the same color" (conforming to the patterns of this world) or we're "weighed down with padding" (carrying around our burdens and not surrendering) or we are "hidden under our helmets" (ashamed or consumed with guilt for our sins) He sees us.

Poor Nick...he was looking through the pictures and was making fun of me because I had taken so many, but he was hardly in any of them. So I had to come clean and tell him that I couldn't tell which one he was. What a bad mom I am! Actually, he giggled at the whole thing.


Great sunsets the past few nights!

And the moon? Breathtaking!
Some day I'll figure out how to capture it on the camera!