You’ve probably heard the quote, “No matter where you go, there you are,” (attributed by some to Confucius, others to Yogi Berra or Buckaroo Banzai). The point is, I cannot escape myself.

“If I fly on the wings of the dawn and settle down on the western horizon, even there your hand will lead me; your right hand will hold on to me.” (Psalms‬ ‭139‬:‭9-10‬, ‭CSB‬‬)

I can’t escape God either. The quote could just as easily be, “No matter where you go, there God is.” (It loses the humor, but it’s just as true.)

David wrote the very poetic Psalm 139. He discusses the wonders of God, including the various extreme places he could go and still not be able to hide from God. Heaven, Sheol, the easternmost east, the westernmost west, even utter darkness can’t hide me from God. He even saw me before I was born.

It’s ridiculous to imagine there could be anyplace I could hide from a God who sees all, created all, and knows all.

Fortunately, I don’t have to hide. God loves me and forgives me. He wants the best for me. He shows up in all my hiding places to hold my hand, to bring me out of the dark, out of the shame.

Dear God,

I’m so glad I don’t have to hide from you because I can’t. Thank you for reminding me that your presence is one of love and not wrath. Teach me to reach for your wisdom and mercy instead of obeying my instinct to run and hide.