A Hiding Place

 Mother goose nestled in a grassy slope by the rocky shore watching while her babies explored their new world. When her goslings tired of adventure they waddled over and disappeared one by one under her wings. Snuggled in the warmth of Mama’s breast they rested as if still cradled in the womb. They dozed, and perhaps dreamed a dream or two, sheltered from the sun and wind. Tomorrow there would be more activity but for now they needed rest.

The mother spread her wings over the babies and created a refuge. She alone became visible. Her babies were hid from dangerous predators and tiring activity. The world wearies us sometimes with its business of work, money and responsibilities. Like the goslings we need a shelter and a place to rest.

It’s interesting that several scriptures compare the Lord to a bird. One of these is Psalm 57:1 where David wrote, “under the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge.” About this verse, Matthew Henry said, “Look which way we will on this earth, refuge fails, no help appears; but we may look for it from heaven.”

Often no one but the Lord knows about our struggles with sin and temptation, our sorrow of heart, our loneliness, our fears. As a baby cries for its mother, we must cry out to our Lord for He alone can help us.

Under the wings of the Savior we confess our sins and find forgiveness. We cry out our sorrow and find comfort. Loneliness vanishes as we commune with Him. Weakness is replaced by strength when by faith and prayer we make Him our refuge.

God shows us what He is like through nature. Just as the birds lift their wings to offer their young a place of rest, He says to you, “Come.”  His winged sanctuary is open for you.

The famous hymn writer, Ira Sankey, wrote the hymn, Under His Wings. This is the refrain:

Under His wings, under His wings,
Who from His love can sever?
Under His wings, my soul shall abide,
Safely abide forever.

“He shall cover thee with His feathers and under His wings shalt thou trust . . .”

Psalm 91:4

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About rosemccormickbrandon

An award winning personal experience writer, Rose McCormick Brandon is a frequent contributor to faith magazines, devotionals and compilations, including Chicken Soup for the Soul. Rose is the author of Promises of Home: Stories of Canada's British Home Children (2014). One Good Word Makes all the Difference (2013), He Loves Me Not, He Loves Me (2012) and Vanished: What Happened to My Son. She's a frequent contributor to The Testimony, Today's Pentecostal Evangel and other faith magazines in Canada, U.S. and Australia. Rose also writes about Canadian history, specifically the era of Child Immigration from Britain. Read her stories of child immigrants at: http://littleimmigrants.wordpress.com
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2 Responses to A Hiding Place

  1. Joan says:

    Beautiful. Thank you. This image will stick with me.

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