“You who sit down in the High God’s presence, spend the night in Shaddai’s shadow, Say this: “God, you’re my refuge. I trust in you and I’m safe!” That’s right-he rescues you from hidden traps, shields you from deadly hazards. His huge outstretched arms protect you-under them you’re perfectly safe; his arms fend off all harm.” Psalm 91:1-3 MSG
I tend to think of a refuge being a place, like a soft blanket on a rainy day. The shelter of my home. I feel exposed when I am vulnerable. But, God goes before me even on the days where I feel the weakest. Or when I face a tough situation that I would rather avoid and be fearful about. A writer from a blog called Loop, put into words what God is teaching me about refuge. “When you know you are home, and you belong, there is no other home. When you know you are loved, and you know who you call family, and you know your name is Daughter, Beloved, Chosen One, you can rest, and you can live, and you can be free…Maybe there isn’t a better place than where I am.”
My family and I were fascinated by the Eagle Cam at Codorus State Park near our house. There was a live feed of the eagle’s nest, before and after they had their babies. We would stand around the computer screen and watch the babies wobble around the nest and hide under their mother’s wings. Their stoic father would puff out his chest to protect them, until they were ready to fly. Is this how God cares for me? He takes me under His wings. But, He is always there with me, even when He sometimes has to push me out of my comfort zone. He tells me to take refuge, but not hide. That I can be seen and take courage, knowing that He is still there.
Dear Father, I am thankful that You are always with me. That my home is where You are. I pray that I would trust You more and follow where You lead. Amen.