Sometimes we all long to hide, to be where no one can find us for a little while, to find a place of respite and relief from worry. When we are little, we love to run and hide from Mommy or Daddy and giggle when they can’t find us. This picture shows Amy hiding from us in the Ballycarbery Castle ruins near Caherciveen. That wonderful castle provided us with hours of entertainment, hiding places, and glimpses into the past.
My husband created a “secret garden” path in our back yard that winds around through the woods. When I sit on the bench, it feels hidden and safe, removed from the world. I dearly love it, and him for making it.
God gives us a hiding place every day, if we can seek it out and discover it. “You are my hiding place; You will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.” – Psalms 32:7 His unending love for me, even on my most unloveable days, is my hiding place, my place of respite and relief.