Do you remember what it was like when you were upset or scared as a child? Did you have someplace you would like to go and hide? Maybe it was a tree, or under the bed, or in a closet. Just going somewhere to get away from whatever was giving you trouble. A place of solitude where you could escape from the world.

I would escape to the magnolia tree in the front yard. I could climb all the way to the top, and see the city unfold all around me. On more than one occasion, I would be called gently from the base of the tree. I always found it very comforting to be called by a voice I recognized. A voice I trusted. I knew no harm would come to me.

Even as an adult, we still need a place to escape. A place to hide. I’m climbing fewer trees these days, but I still hide. God calls us. Even when we are feeling embittered. Even when we act like beasts towards God, God still calls. Life is often difficult. Our refuge can always be wrapped in God’s embrace. We can rest there for as long as we like. And when we have had our rest, God extends a hand to guide us on our way.