A Place to Hide

22 Jul

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Heavy rain comes down in sheets, clatters on the aluminum roof of the porch and rattles the screens on the windows. The T. V. says the wind is blowing at 60 mph. Seventy-five mph means hurricane. We are grateful to be hidden in our snug house away from the storm.

This morning our two cats had an altercation. Maybe it was because Jasmine was playing around the cat size basket on the porch they both like to sun in and Lily wanted it. When Lily gets mad, she scares Jasmine to death so Jasmine was backing up through plants and trying not to get nailed. She ran to the French doors, but they were closed so she climbed one and clung by her claws in a place where she knew Lily wouldn’t follow. Lily will climb sometimes, but it’s not second nature to her as it is to Jasmine. Jasmine has an even better place to go, a place where Lily gets a bit of vertigo and hunkers down. She has never gone there voluntarily. I put her there once to see if she liked it, but she definitely did not, so I lifted her down. Jasmine gets there by jumping onto the kitchen counter and running across the stove. It’s definitely a no no, but she goes so fast I can’t stop her. Where some of us might get vertigo, she feels perfectly safe.

I guess we all need a place to get away from others who scare us and from things that go bump in the night. There is one sure place: we sing a song that starts, “You are my hiding place.” When we were younger, we sang, “Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee.” We are speaking here, of course, of our Father in Heaven. It’s good to know that no matter what is happening He promises to be our hiding place. He will not only hide us, but he will settle us down and give us direction and insight. He loves us, his children; nothing delights him more than seeing to all our needs, especially our spiritual needs. We have only to ask and a hiding place appears.

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