Today, here in my home town, we are enduring a typical early spring March blizzard.
And for fortunate people like me who work inside it has provided an unusual opportunity to experience finding refuge.
Those of us lucky enough to be able to hunker down and enjoy viewing the snow from our cozy nests have encountered what it feels like to watch the bluster of a storm pass by while being safely and blissfully hidden away.
Taking pleasure in a hide-away it seems is almost a universal human delight.
The drive to sneak away and be hidden seems to be virtually instinctual. Children and hiding places go unanimously together. Whether children are found living in the country or the city, give a couple of kids an hour or two and they will be nested away in some kind of secret shelter. Tents, tree houses, snow caves, attic perches, niches and crannies of all descriptions are relished by children as hide-outs.
Yet at times all of us—no matter what our age—may find ourselves longing for a hide-out. We desire to find a refuge, a hiding place; a place that is tucked away and secure from the problems that are at hand. We dream of coming upon a locale where we can while away the hours unmolested and at peace.
You see, just because we’re Christians the storms of life don’t just disappear. In fact, because we are Christians sometimes our spirits cry out all the louder for a peaceful place. It is nothing to be ashamed of—this desire for refuge—some of the greatest men in the Bible expressed their need to find a safe haven in which to hide.
In one of his deepest moments of pain and sorrow over the sin of his people, Jeremiah called out…Oh, that I had in the desert a lodging place for travelers, so that I might leave my people and go away from them (Jer. 9:2). And David expressed similar sentiments in Ps. 55:6-8 Oh, that I had the wings of a dove! I would fly away and be at rest—I would flee far away and stay in the desert; I would hurry to my place of shelter, far from the tempest and storm.
Fortunately for all of us, Scripture tells us that there is a refuge. There is a safe place in the storm that is much stronger and secure than we could ever imagine. Hannah sang about it There is no one besides you; there is no rock like our God (1Sam. 2) and David wrote about it, The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, My God my rock in whom I take refuge. In fact, David’s favorite metaphor for God as refuge was: God as refuge and Rock.
In verse after verse the man after God own heart had more to say about God as our Rock than any other biblical character. David’s own Psalm 62 features this metaphor. This famous Psalm internally gives no specific historical setting. However, most commentators seem to be in agreement choosing to place its context as written during David’s time in the wilderness.
Authors ascribe these words to David during that time when he was fleeing Saul with his band of men. It was a time in David’s life where it was typical for him and his men to retreat to the crags and caves of the mountains of Palestine for refuge.
During this time of running for his life the “Cave of Adullam” was David’s home. The cave was a wicked refugee camp, a dark vault on the side of a cliff that reached deeply into a rock hill. Huddled in this cave with him were 400 losers—a mob of miserable humanity. 1Sam. 22:2 it tells us, all those who were in distress or in debt or discontented gathered around him, and he became their leader. About four hundred men were with him.
In this unlikely place, it became David’s responsibility to turn a hap-hazard mob into an organized, well-disciplined fighting force, his mighty men of valor. And at the end of days spent eluding Saul he would run back to the rocky hills with their caves and nooks and crannies and find a safe haven.
It was during this chaotic time in his life that David inspired by the Holy Spirit wrote:
My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken. …
Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge
To find refuge is to find that safe place of being covered or protected. To find refuge is to find a place that is immune to exposure and vulnerability, where one is sheltered and hidden away from the storms of life.
David found this place in God. This year as we sit behind our window panes watching the storm swirl around us let’s take the time and reflect on the refuge God provides for us. Let’s realize the shelter and place of safety he supplies and join with David in his song of praise.
Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer.
From the ends of the earth I call to you,
I call as my heart grows faint;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe.
I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. Psalm 61: 1-5