Morning, November 10
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“The eternal God is thy refuge.”
Deuteronomy 33:27
The word refuge may be translated “mansion,” or “abiding- place,” which gives the thought that God is our abode, our home . There is a fulness and sweetness in the metaphor, for dear to our
hearts is our home, although it be the humblest cottage, or the scantiest
garret; and dearer far is our blessed God, in whom we live, and move,
and have our being. It is at home that we feel safe : we shut the world out and dwell in quiet security. So when we are
with our God we “fear no evil.” He is our shelter and retreat, our abiding refuge. At home, we take our rest ; it is there we find repose after the fatigue and toil of the day.
And so our hearts find rest in God, when, wearied with life’s conflict, we turn to him, and our soul dwells at ease. At home,
also, we let our hearts loose ; we are not afraid of being misunderstood, nor of our words being
misconstrued. So when we are with God we can commune freely with him,
laying open all our hidden desires; for if the “secret of the Lord is with them that fear him,” the secrets of them that fear him ought to be, and must be, with
their Lord. Home, too, is the place of our truest and purest happiness : and it is in God that our hearts find their deepest delight. We
have joy in him which far surpasses all other joy. It is also for home that we work and labour . The thought of it gives strength to bear the daily burden, and quickens
the fingers to perform the task; and in this sense we may also say
that God is our home. Love to him strengthens us. We think of him
in the person of his dear Son; and a glimpse of the suffering face
of the Redeemer constrains us to labour in his cause. We feel that
we must work, for we have brethren yet to be saved, and we have our
Father’s heart to make glad by bringing home his wandering sons; we would
fill with holy mirth the sacred family among whom we dwell. Happy
are those who have thus the God of Jacob for their refuge!