Rosh Hashanah, the Baal Shem Tov taught, is a game of hide and seek. G‑d hides, we seek.
But where can G‑d hide? Wherever you go, there He is. As the Zohar says, “There is no place void of Him.”
Rather, what the Baal Shem Tov meant is more like peek-a-boo—when parents hide behind their own fingers. So too, G‑d hides behind His own self—behind the guise of an awesome, indifferent king, judging His subjects strictly by the book until the most sublime angels shiver in dread.
And we seek. We seek the father behind the stern voice. We are the small child who climbs into the King’s arms, tears off the mask and exclaims, “Daddy!”
Which is just what He was waiting for, so He can give us a sweet, good year.
I'm not saying that I am right for saying this and it may be a little nit picky, but I feel uncomfortable calling G-d "daddy". That's how most people refer to their male earthly parent. My earthly father certainly didn't compare to my Heavenly Father. I thought the name daddy was 'invented' because Father was on a higher and more reverent plane that "daddy".
If you're comfortable with it I'm not condemning it just have a different view point.
Is He hiding or just invisible to to the seeker?