Well Hidden

In hidingWhen young children are introduced to someone new, they’re usually skeptical, sometimes re- fusing to look them in the eye or speak to them. A preschooler might hide behind her mother’s skirt, peeking out from what she considers to be a safety zone. After all, she can’t be sure the new person might not harm her. But she has confidence her parent will both defend and protect her.

God encourages us to do something similar in our relationship with him. He uses word pictures in Scripture to let us know he wants to be our protector. “Run to me,” he says. “Stand behind me. I’ll take good care of you.”

Psalm 32:7 says, “You, Lord, are my hiding place; you protect me from trouble.” He’s letting us know it’s ok to hide behind him. Actually, he’s encouraging it as a way to gain confidence when faced with an enemy, which could be anything from an attack on our character to words of discouragement. No matter the assailant, God says, “I will rescue those who love me. I will protect those who trust in my name.” (Psalm 91:14)

Behind God’s many scriptural requests that we hide behind him (like a frightened child behind his mother) is his desire to be near us. When we use him as a hiding place, we put ourselves tight up next to him.

The hiding place in ten Boom's homeCorrie ten Boom, imprisoned in Nazi Germany for hiding Jews and members of the resistance, wrote a book detailing her experiences. THE HIDING PLACE describes not just the secret room her family constructed in their home but also the way God hid them from trouble.

For example, when Corrie and the others at Ravensbruck had been stripped naked to enter the camp, she desperately wanted to keep her small Bible with her. She knew guards would beat her if she tried to trick them by holding onto it, but she also knew God could hide his Word as she went through the inspection.

The Hiding PlaceThat’s exactly what happened, and “somehow” the brutal guards missed seeing Corrie’s Bible. God wanted his Word to go into the concentration camp with her, so he hid it from the enemy. Afterwards, that Bible was the one thing that sustained Corrie, her sister, and many others through their torturous time.

It’s interesting to note that God-as-refuge doesn’t always prevent all pain or trouble. But it does mean he’ll guard us from soul-destruction and will often do spectacular things to let us know he’s nearby, going through each experience with us.

Corrie would wholeheartedly agree with the psalmist who wrote, “It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to trust in humans.” (Psalm 118:8) And this is true for us, too, no matter what adversary we meet. Just as a child finds safety behind his mother’s skirt, we can find security when we step behind God and trust him to be our hiding place.

“As for God, his way is perfect…. He shields all who take refuge in him.” (2 Samuel 22:31)

Loud and Clear

All children crave the full attention of both parents, especially when other children are around. “Watch me! Watch me again! Watch me now! Watch me this time!

Since most families have multiple children, each has to figure out how to rise above the others in order to get the one-on-one attention they need. Some do it by raising their volume: “WATCH ME!” Others use repetition: “Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” Still others get physical, tugging at mommy or poking at daddy.

While visiting my British relatives recently, I enjoyed watching yet another way to get focused attention: raising the pitch. Three year old Evelyn, a little girl with 3 brothers, has learned how not to get lost in the tussle for parental attention: she talks in a higher range than anyone else.

Each morning during my visit, as I listened to Hans coaching his children through the morning routine, there was no mistaking Evelyn’s voice. It’s a mystery how she hits such conversational high notes, and if it weren’t for her well-pronounced words, she could pass for a songbird. But by using a very high voice, she accomplishes her goal, which is to be acknowledged by the grown-ups in her life.

It’s comforting to know that when we want God’s attention, none of us has to shout, “Watch me!” He’s watching ‘round the clock already, and not only that but is listening, too, as if each of us is his only child. How nice to know we don’t have to raise our volume, our frequency, or our pitch to coax him to look our way.

BananaDuring my last breakfast with the British Nymans, three year old Thomas said, “Daddy, I would like a banana.”

As Hans reached for the fruit bowl, Thomas changed his mind. “I mean a nectarine.”

“Which is it?” Hans said.

“A banana.”

Then, wanting to hold his daddy’s attention a while longer, he pushed his banana away and said, “But I want a nectarine.”

“You asked for a banana,” Hans said, sliding the banana back to him, “and that’s what you’ll eat.”

As Thomas began to object, Evelyn chimed in, using her highest songbird voice, and said, “Let your yes be yes, and your no be no.”

EvelynEvelyn’s intention was to take the parental focus off Thomas and put it on herself, which she did. But without realizing it, she did something else, too. She brought God’s Word into the mix with her statement, letting us know that while God is watching and listening to us, he wants us to watch and listen to him, too.

All of us heard him that morning through the high pitched voice of a little girl. And right after that, Thomas ate his banana.

 

“The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and his ears are attentive to their cry.” (Psalm 34:15)

Honestly….

In recent weeks, Louisa, Birgitta, Emerald, and I have made friends with a friendly critter who lives on our front porch, a handsome toad we named Terrence.

TerrenceEvery evening at about 9:00, Terrence appears in the same corner of the porch, only a few inches from where we step in and out of the house. As we’ve passed, time after time, he’s never flinched, even at Jack’s dangerously close paws that are as big as he is. And in the morning, Terrence is always gone.

Late one night as we stepped past Terrence to walk Jack, I asked Louisa, “What is it about the corner of our porch that brings him back night after night?”

“The bug-buffet, Mom.”

Of course she was right. Frogs and toads love bugs, and our porch light brought an ongoing, yummy supply for Terrence. Though we never saw him nab one, we knew he was.

Ready to depart.As much as we enjoyed our tenacious toad, we had reason to believe his days at the buffet were numbered. After our encounter with a brown recluse spider last week, we enlisted the help of a pest control service scheduled to arrive with potent chemicals soon, though Terrence didn’t know it.

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All of us are familiar with the old adage, “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” It’s ready justification for withholding information from, say, an accident report, or an information resource, or a courtroom testimony. Another example might be a good cook who’s asked to share a recipe. She purposely leaves out one ingredient so another cook’s finished product won’t taste as good as hers.

But the old adage isn’t really true; what someone doesn’t know can hurt him. Even in the case of withholding an ingredient, which seems silly, two people get hurt: the first cook who compromises her integrity for selfish gain, and the second, whose recipe fails, making her doubt the first cook’s honesty.

God has a strong opinion about people who wink at lying. For instance, lying is referred to twice in a list of seven things that are “detestable” to him. (Proverbs 6:17,19) He also pits lying against truth, saying those who lie are choosing the devil over him. Satan has no truth in him (John 8:44), and Jesus is the truth (John 14:6).

He challenges us to behave more like him than the devil, choosing a high standard of telling “the whole truth and nothing but the truth.” The reason is important: to reflect the Creator in whose image we’re made. Secondly, he wants to spare us and others from unnecessary hurt.

Porch lightAs for Terrence, the honest, whole-truth thing to do was let him know harsh chemicals were coming, and his best option was to relocate. So we scooped Terrence into a box and drove him to the far corner of our subdivision, gently placing him in a bush near another lighted porch with another delectable bug buffet.

Bon appétit, Terrence!

“Truthful lips endure forever, but a lying tongue lasts only a moment.”  (Proverbs 12:19)