Category: Devotion of the Day

My Home is God

Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.
Psalm 90:1

God is not only our hiding place, He is our dwelling place. He is not merely a Shelter for the night, He is our Staying Place forever. There we are not in hiding, we are at home.

Some flee to Him for refuge but do not make themselves at home. They worry and doubt and fear. The Israelite who worried although the blood was on his doorpost was just as safe as the one who rested in peace, but he was not enjoying his security. Blessed is the soul who learns how to nestle down deep and snug in his Abiding Place.

An old Negro woman was asked, “Are you standing on the rock, sister?” She said, “Man, I’m standing on it so solid I’m mired up in it!”

We might as well settle down in God now, for the day will come when only God will remain. Our bodies, our homes, our financial security, our jobs, all these house us but temporarily, and one day all of them will fail. We had better be “home in God” now. Then if we lose all else we still have all we ever really had.

Your Hiding Place is your Dwelling Place. Make yourself at home!

No Place to Hide?

Thou art my hiding place.
Psalm 32:7.

Your life is hid with Christ in God.
Colossians 3:3.

A little girl, distressed over world conditions, wrote to a magazine editor for advice. He replied, “Let the reader grit her wisdom teeth. There is no hiding place.”

It is a sad commentary on our vaunted civilization that, for all our education, science, invention, and boasted progress, we are looking for a hole in the ground in which to hide from our own devices. The theme of books and articles by, of all people, scientists is, “No Place To Hide.”

But there is a hiding place. Not in a “refuge of lies” (Isa. 28:15, 17) such as we devise rather than face God. “Can any hide himself in secret places that I shall not see him?” (Jer. 23:24). Not in rocks and mountains (Rev. 6:15-17). God is our refuge. The only way to hide from His Presence is in His Presence.

In the secret of His Presence
How my soul delights to hide.He is the Haven of Rest, the Shelter in Time of Storm.

Jesus Lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly.

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee
We need a refuge from the pride of man and the strife of tongues, and we may find both in the secret of His Presence (Ps. 31:20). There is a Hiding Place!