Hudson has his own way of playing games.
Especially the one where Nonnie is down on her hands and knees and says, “Hudson, I’m gonna get you” with a slightly growly but not too scary voice.
He looks up with wide eyes, starts dancing back and forth on his toes and giggles. At this point, he’s supposed to take off running so I can give chase all around the house.
But Hudson has his own rules.
As soon as I make a move, he runs straight at me.
The little guy doesn’t want to be chased, he wants to be “got”.
If I should do something as foolish as turn around so he can chase me, I look back at a frowning two year old.
Getting caught up in Nonnie’s arms with hugs and tickles is the best part, so why not cut right to it?
The key verse for our Lent study this year is,
“If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.” (Luke 9:23)
Now I’m wondering if maybe Hudson has it right.
Jesus says, “Come after me”.
Maybe Jesus doesn’t want to be chased as much as He wants for us to be caught….
…in His wide open arms.
It is the best part.