Hiding Is Not about Cowardice
Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked,
from that noisy crowd of evildoers.
They sharpen their tongues like swords
and aim their words like deadly arrows. –Psalm 64:2-3
This Psalm starts off as many do talking about the character and attacks of bad people. We know we don’t fight against people, but rather powers of darkness (Ephesians 6:12). As the Psalm says though, they are loud–a “noisy crowd of evildoers.”
Most of the time what we deal with is not physical altercations, but accusations designed to condemn and bring guilt and shame. Things are sometimes yelled, other times whispered. Either way it has the same effect if we allow it, and it normally baits us to bring into question the love and faithfulness of God.
The lies are loud and so is the reality of our own lack, insufficiency, and past mistakes and failures. They scream in our ears so often that we seem not to notice anymore other than the chains on our souls that get a little heavier every time. It’s a little like someone who lives by the railroad tracks or an airport. It’s overwhelming at first, but then you settle in and get used to the noise level.
If only it were a matter of plugging our ears, but the battle is as strong within as it is without. Our own hearts can betray us.
The key is found in verse 2 then reaffirmed in verse 10:
Let the righteous rejoice in the LORD
and take refuge in him;
let all the upright in heart praise him!
It’s hostile out there. I need a refuge. I need a place to go that will not just add to the noise, but quiet it completely. I can rejoice in Him because He takes care of everything that tries to harm me, whether a terrible scheme or an insidious lie. As long as I’m “out there,” I’m vulnerable and overwhelmed; but I step into a refuge with 10 foot thick concrete walls where the only sound I hear is the song of His love being sung over me, transforming truth being spoken over me.
I’m not a coward for hiding in God. Would anyone consider someone a coward who takes shelter from a tornado or hurricane? No, those who find a refuge are wise!
My Refuge is a place of worship, rejoicing, and praise. Stepping in is itself a refreshing experience. What do I prove by continuing to stand in the fray and get bombarded and attacked? Nothing. What do I gain by humbly taking the invitation of the King to enter into rest? Everything.
Now I still have to deal with my heart that may have been wounded in the fight, but it responds quickly to His voice. I’m calm and filled with peace.
Thank You, Father–everything is changeable but You. I will take refuge in You and listen to your voice that rings with truth and life.
What are your thoughts on this?
This is reworking of a post from October 15, 2009