You
are my hiding place.
Psalms 32:7
Ah, Spring time! Birds building nests and butterflies dipping
and dancing over the landscapes of garden flowers.
Oh, Spring time! Storm clouds building, thunder rolling with
lightening and tornados dipping and dancing across the landscape.
Spring where I live is a
glorious riot of flowering beauty, but, also, a time of severe stormy
weather. A number of years ago a tornado
at night lifted a huge 104 year-old pine tree and laid it over our house immediately
duplexing it. My husband and I know it
was the Mighty Protective Hand of God that saved our lives.
When a storm starts to brew,
especially at night, my heart begins to race, my breathing quickens, and my
hands start sweating. Where do I
hide? Under the bed? No! In
the closet? No! I run straight to my Hiding Place----Jesus
Christ. Jesus does not stop or calm the
storm (but, He could). He calms me!!!!!
Our storms come in many
shapes and sizes; health issues, deaths, finances, losses of all kinds,
rebellious children, troubled marriages and friendships, violence, infertility,
or substance abuse. Come, run to my
Hiding Place---Jesus Christ. He offers
peace and ever present help in times of trouble.
Lord, thank You for being my forever Hiding Place, my source of peace and calm in all storms. I love You.
Lord, thank You for being my forever Hiding Place, my source of peace and calm in all storms. I love You.
Claudia Jackson
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