Posted by Jeanie Williams

This is Petie’s hiding place. Our adorable parrot has made a tent out of a old white  nail bag that we tied up on top of his cage Not only do birds need a hiding place, we humans do too.

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Our Hiding Place

Dr. Henry Morris

        “For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.” (Psalm 27:5)
There are times in the life of each believer when the trials become overwhelming and the whole world seems to be falling apart. Without the Lord, it would be impossible to escape, but with the Lord there can be safety and restoration, for He can be our precious hiding place until the storm is done.

There are many gracious promises to this effect in His Word, and we need only to claim them to experience them. The “pavilion” in our text is best understood as the tent of the commander-in-chief, well-protected and away from the battlefront. Surely, we are safe there. “Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy presence from the pride of man: thou shalt keep them secretly in a pavilion from the strife of tongues” (Psalm 31:20). There is a wonderful Messianic promise in Isaiah 32:2: “And a man |that Man is Christ!| shall be as an hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest; as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.”

There, sheltered from the storm, our gracious Lord gives comfort and sweet counsel, until we are able to face the tempest victoriously. “He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust” (Psalm 91:1-2).

One of the most beautiful of these promises introduces David’s great song of deliverance: “The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; The God of my rock; in him will I trust: he is my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower, and my refuge, my Saviour; thou savest me from violence” (2 Samuel 22:2-3).


Where can I turn when there’s no one else I can turn to?
Who am I gonna talk to when nobody wants to listen?
Who am I gonna lean on when there’s no foundation stable?
I go to the Rock I know that’s able
I go to the Rock

I go to the Rock of my salvation
I go to the Stone that the builders rejected
Run to the Mountain and the Mountain stands by me
The earth all around me is sinking sand
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand
When I need a shelter
When I need a friend
I go to the Rock

Verse 2
Where can I hide ’til the storms have all passed over?
Where am I gonna run to when those winds of sorrow threaten?
Is there a refuge in those times of great tribulation?
When my soul needs consolation
I go to the Rock
When I need a friend, When I need some joy
When my body needs healin”, I go to the Rock!

With full respect given to the songwriter of this wonderful song,
Dottie Rambo