Written by Katie Finlay

Her first response was to hide. The young girl had been playing in the woods, and got a giant thorn stuck loosely in her foot. It was clearly causing her a lot of pain, but instead of seeking help, her immediate response was to hide. She refused anyone who attempted to get close or offer advice. As an onlooker, the solution looked simple: to pull the thing out and let the injury heal. But pain and fear put her on the defense as she made every effort to keep away the very thing that would be her healing.

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Written by Ryan Harmon

“Will you just shut that stupid thing off?!”  I was running toward a friend in the dark when these words bolted from my mouth. One summer I was at a summer camp that hosted a late night game of manhunt:  you know, the game where everyone hides, each trying to be the last one discovered (more than likely the winner was found hiding under port-a-potty or the girls’ cabin. Like most teenage boys, my friends and I were led away from the game by our short attention spans to a field where we elected to chase each other in the dark.

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Hiding is an interesting concept. When I think of the word hiding, my mind runs back to epic games of hide and seek. I remember the nerves and adrenaline of moments when I was crouching low in a dark corner, hoping the person doing the seeking passed by without taking a closer look. There was something about escaping notice that felt amazing. There are moments like a game of hide and seek where hiding is a totally appropriate response. I can think of other more serious things that would also present hiding as a great response, but my fear is that we have hid something that we can no longer afford to hide.

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Following God's Example by Pastor Tricia Gibb

My dad tricked me when I was a kid. In hindsight, I should have figured out his scheme a lot sooner than I did, but I was a kid, I fell for it. Here’s how it went down… One day my dad led me into our backyard where a massive tree stood enclosed in a large wooden box filled with dirt. Standing at the foot of the tree he pointed at the dirt and said “Tricia, right now this is just a box of dirt, but you’re going to turn this into a garden.

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So Have I Loved You by Pastor Roy Hyde

In what seems like a lifetime ago now, I used to work as an Educational Assistant in one of the toughest elementary schools in Oshawa. The principal of that school was an older man named Bill. Bill was in his final years of education and instead of riding off into the sunset in a cushy school, because after all he had earned it, he chose to work with some of the neediest students in the city.

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