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On the other hand, we are in the midst of an economic mess. We don’t know what to call it. Most certainly, some say, a recession; others say, more like a depression. There are massive relief funds being distributed, coming from who knows where, and will be paid back who knows how. We don’t know if a business gets permission to go back to work, if they will be able to get the supplies they need, or if there will be much of a market for what they sell.
The house in our picture is “between a rock and a hard place.” It sits between two immoveable realities. And yet it looks quite comfortable there, quite safe. I’m not sure we always feel so safe.
As Christians - as those who rely on, who believe in the Word of God - we remember that we find our safety and refuge, not in our physical health; and not in our economic or employment stability. We find our safety and refuge in God: “my God, my Rock, in whom I take refuge” (Psalm 18:3). Many psalms speak of this refuge in different ways. Many hymns also:
Rock of ages, cleft for me; Let me hide myself in Thee
The Lord’s our Rock, in Him we hide,
A Shelter in the time of storm;
Secure whatever ill betide,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land,
A weary land, a weary land;
Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
The raging storms may round us beat,
A Shelter in the time of storm
We’ll never leave our safe retreat,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
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