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Tuesday, January 22, 2013


   The word for the week that has been significant for me is "hidden".

  I've been picturing that all week... to hide, in my mind is a picture of safety, of protection from something, Someone greater than me.  One of my favourite Psalms in the Scripture is Psalm 91.  Verse 4 describes it well:  "He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart."

  It reminds me of the mother-heart of God - and I ponder that we are made in His image... male and female - and that tender heart of a mother is evident as she protects and even covers her children, especially in times of danger or unrest.  It brings me back to my own days as a young mom... I gave birth to my youngest just before my 25th birthday, and she was my shy one.  After having two children who were much more outgoing, I began to understand with this little one the meaning of hiding behind a mother's skirts, for she would do literally that; hide behind me and peer out under the safety of her mother.

  And now this lovely daughter is approaching her 30th birthday... where does the time go?... and a mom herself to two precious boys who look to her for all the comfort and safety a mommy provides.

  One of the hard realities of life is the realization that we cannot protect our children from all life brings.  It is instinctive for us to want to...no matter how old we are or how old our children are... but part of growing up is to realize that we are not in control.

  Which is why I was loving this picture of hiding this week.  When things seem rather out of control, where do I run to?  Where do I hide?  I love the picture of being hidden in Christ, of having that safety net and comfort place that I can go.  When I was newly widowed, in the winter of 95/96, I often lay in bed picturing a covering of our whole house, a covering and protection of God if you will... Psalm 91 speaks of God as a shield and I literally pictured Him that way... and with those thoughts, I could sleep, feeling safe and protected.

  It reminds me of one of my favorite old hymns, penned by the blind poet, Fanny Crosby, who inspired so many.  He hideth my soul...comforting words, healing words.

A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,
A wonderful Savior to me;
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
Where rivers of pleasure I see.

He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
That shadows a dry, thirsty land,
He hideth my life in the depths of His love,
And covers me there with His hand.

A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord
He taketh my burden away
He holdeth me up and I shall not be moved,
He giveth me strength as my day.

  I love that line... He hides my life in the depths of His love... it feels like letting go, sinking in, relaxing, resting, in Someone who has my back, who loves me more than I can imagine.


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