A Safe Haven: Running to Jesus

When I was a little girl, one of my safe havens was this big hollow log sitting by a little creek in the woods behind our house. Often times I would go there to sit and even play by myself on nice days when the sun was shining.  However, there were other times, when I felt hurt and was sad that I would run there, away from everyone and everything to sit alone on the big hollow log by the little creek in the woods behind my house; even when it was raining outside.  As I grew up and went through high school, I would still find myself at that hollow log, more often it was when I sought solitude from the craziness of life.  It was so peaceful as I listened to the wind fly through the trees and as the water gently washed over little rocks and stones in the creek.  No cars, people, horns, screeches, or chatter could be heard from my little spot and everything felt safe and secure.

We often seek for that place or person or even thing in which we feel is secure, comfortable, and constant. As a little girl, the woods was my escape; my little bit of heaven on earth where I felt safe that nothing from life could touch me.  Time has passed and now that part of the woods in which I would run to is now cleared out, yet now in my mind, I still find myself running to my fortress of solitude when things in life get messy or crazy. As an adult, it is harder to simply get up and run into the woods and to completely shut down to the chaos.  As an adult, our big hollow logs take on different forms: a dorm room, a bench in the park, a booth at a coffee shop, a drive alone in a car, a hammock by a pond, and others.

We are weak and mortal humans who crave consistency and desire to be satisfied by any means that our hearts beat for. We want to know all of the details; how, when, where, why, and even who!  We cling so tightly to anything in our lives that we feel to have some control over.  As a little girl, I felt like I could control anything and everything at my little quiet spot in the woods where I could sit in peace, alone with God and my thoughts – I felt safe.  However, being safe and feeling safe are too often thought to be the same thing and they are not.

I think that there is a deceptive illusion of the mind that believes that the walls we build will keep us safe and secure from hurt and pain and that suppressing our feelings will keep us from breaking. But I have come to see that anything that we believe and embrace as secure other that the arms of God hinders us.  And what grieves God more isn’t a heart that is broken, but a heart that is unbreakable.  Walls and suppression dont hold us together.  The load we carry doesn’t hide our pain and struggles.  Those very things that we embrace as secure are a hindrance and are in fact crushing us.  God not only wants to bear our burdens WITH us, but He wants to take them and to bear them FOR us.

God knows our hearts and that we desire to do His will, yet we have conflictions to know everything. He understands the need for solitude and time to walk away from life’s craziness for a time (Mark 1:35, Matthew 14:23)! He understands how surrender and obedience aren’t in our DNA, but this is why He shed His blood.  We are no longer slaves to fear!  He is our hiding place (Psalm 32:7).  He alone created us, carries us, and sustains us (Isaiah 46:4).  He is a strong tower where we not only feel safe, but we are safe (Proverbs 18:10).  He never changes, therefore we cannot be consumed (Malachi 3:6).

I read this a short bit ago during my time with the Lord and it brought much encouragement to myself, and so I desire to bless and encourage you! So lastly… Hebrews 6:13-20

For when God made a promise to Abraham, since he had no one greater by whom to swear, he swore by himself, saying, “Surely I will bless you and multiply you.” And thus Abraham, having patiently waited, obtained the promise. For people swear by something greater than themselves, and in all their disputes an oath is final for confirmation. So when God desired to show more convincingly to the heirs of the promise the unchangeable character of his purpose, he guaranteed it with an oath, so that by two unchangeable things, in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled for refuge might have strong encouragement to hold fast to the hope set before us. We have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul, a hope that enters into the inner place behind the curtain, where Jesus has gone as a forerunner on our behalf, having become a high priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.”

~ God’s Little Pencil


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