"And
a man shall be as an hiding-place from the wind and a covert from the tempest."
Isa. 32:2
Who this MAN is we all know. Who could He be but the
Second Man, the Lord from Heaven, the Man of sorrows, the Son of Man? What a
hiding-place He has been to His people! He bears the full force of the wind
Himself, and so He shelters those who hide themselves in Him. We have thus
escaped the wrath of God, and we shall thus escape the anger of men, the cares
of this life, and the dread of death. Why do we stand in the wind when we may so
readily and so surely get out of it by hiding behind our Lord? Let us this day
run to Him, and be at peace.
Often the common wind of trouble rises in its force and
becomes a tempest, sweeping everything before it. Things which looked firm and
stable rock in the blast, and many and great are the falls among our carnal
confidences. Our Lord Jesus, the glorious Man, is a covert which is never blown
down. In Him we mark the tempest sweeping by, but we ourselves rest in
delightful serenity.
This day let us just stow ourselves away in our
hiding-place, and sit and sing under the protection of our Covert. Blessed
Jesus! Blessed Jesus! How we love thee! Well we may, for thou art to us a
shelter in the time of storm.