And there shall be a tabernacle for a shadow in the daytime from the heat, and for a place of refuge, and for a covert from storm and from rain (Isa. 4:6, KJV).
Prince the cat saw the door open and wandered outside. He failed to notice the clouds gathering together. Presently, the storm thundered and the rain descended in torrents.
At other times, he headed for the car to take refuge underneath. He, no doubt, did this time also, but the rain wet all the area under the car.
The mobile home did not have skirting as yet, providing a covert from the rain for Prince.
However, his underside had already become wet and muddy. More dirt would cling to him there.
Outside in the storm, Prince found no place of refuge with a nice soft bed, couch or chair. In his dilemma he had not even a rug to lie on, just cold, hard dirt.
At last Prince scrambled up on the deck and peeked inside. His master opened the door. He hastened in the house. She picked him up and saw his muddy belly.
He tried to get loose as she washed off the mud, but at least now he had a place of refuge. Clean at last, he curled up and went to sleep on his masterís bed.
When the rain comes down in torrents, I, too, have a place of refuge, a covert from the storm. I flee to the secret of His presence until the tempest is over past.
Prayer: O God, I thank Thee for a covert from the storms of life. Forgive me when I stray away and forget about this place of refuge. Then the rain plummets my soul as I seek in vain for a place of refuge. Keep me close to Thee that I may resort to my Lord in trouble. In Jesusí name. Amen.
Bio: Lynn wrote her book, Our Lifeship: A Study in Proverbs for Women, to help women sail calmly on stormy seas, and give them a place of refuge. See her bio, information about her book, and more on www.writingfrommyheart.com.