Samuel D. High
sdhigh@aristotle.net
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From: Apostle Tom <pressingon@hotmail.com>
Sent: Mon, 1 Dec 2008 15:57:46 -0600
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Subject: Morning Manna (Dec. 2); BP: Dt. 33; RBTTY: I John 1; Ez. 42-44
December 2 &n bsp; “The Soul’s Sole Refuge”
&n bsp; Deuteronomy 33:27a
Regardless of how we picture it, it’s always in His Arms and close to His Heart.
Our Refuge.
When you hear that word, what picture comes to your mind, Pilgrim? If you live in a war-torn area, it’s likely the picture of a bomb shelter or some other type of safe haven. If you’re out hiking in the mountains and a sudden thunderstorm arises, it’s possibly a cave or under an outcropping of rocks so you can escape the lightning bolts hitting all around you.
Perhaps your mind went back to your childhood during those times you were afraid or wanted to be alone. Maybe your “secret place” was under your magical covers where no monster could get you. . .or inside your bedroom closet where your imaginary friend lived. . .or in the attic or under the house where no one could find you.
But, today’s Manna paints a different (and more beautiful) Picture of “The Soul’s Sole Refuge.”
The Hebrew word “me ‘ownah” is used here for “Refuge” and basically means “a den, dwelling place, an abode, asylum, etc.” Some have even interpreted it “mansion.” But, perhaps the best translation is “Home.”
Say that word again, Pilgrim:
“Home.”
A little bit different than closets, caves or castles. . .bomb shelters or bluffs, etc., isn’t it? But, in reality, that’s the real picture being painted here by Moses as he gives his farewell address to the people he’d led in the wilderness for 40 years.
Remember:
They’d been slaves for 430 years. They’d been told when to get up, when to eat and what to do every day of their lives. Their days were full of misery, not mirth. And, then they’d refused to take God at His Word and had to spend the next 40 years wandering in the wilderness.
But, now, they stood on the threshold of finally “entering in.” And, they needed to be reminded once again (even as we do) that “the eternal God is your Refuge and underneath are the everlasting arms.”
Are you feeling like the Psalmist David, weary one, and saying “Oh that I had wings like a dove—for then would I fly away and be at rest” (Ps. 55:6)? If so, fly to your eternal God and find “rest unto your soul” (Mt. 11:28-30) knowing He will “never leave you nor forsake you” (Heb. 13:5b).
Yes, find refuge in God, dear Pilgrim—and rest upon “His everlasting arms” that will never let you fall. Like a loving mother or father He holds you close to His Heart to remind you that He is “a very present Help in trouble” (Ps. 46:1). Why not curl up in His arms right now and tell Him what’s on your heart? He’ll listen. Then “be still and know that He is God” (Ps. 46:10a) and say “Yes, Lord” to whatever He says to say or do.
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