Years ago the churches of Scotland had come through a controversial period known as the Disruption. They were cold and divided. Then came Mr. Moody and Mr. Sankey. they were not “Reverend,” just “mister.” They looked like anything but pulpit personalities. Moody was without formal education and did terrible things to the King’s English. He probably had not even heard about the Disruption. He did not come to Scotland as an expert, but as an evangelist glorying in the grace of God. multitudes waited on his words and someone said, “It seemed as though someone had set to music a tune that had been haunting thousands of ears.” There is considerable disruption these days, and we have been arguing about the tune. It needs to be set to music once more.
No Place to Hide?
Thou art my hiding place.
Your life is hid with Christ in God.
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.
How my soul delights to hide.
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!