“Deep calls to deep at the [thundering] sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me. Yet the Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, And in the night His song will be with me, A prayer to the God of my life. I will say to God my rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?” As a crushing of my bones [with a sword], my adversaries taunt me, While they say continually to me, “Where is your God?” Why are you in despair, O my soul? Why have you become restless and disquieted within me? Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him, The help of my countenance and my God.”
Psalm 42:7-11 [AMP]
Where do you go after a long day? Where do you find yourself when everything begins to crumble apart? Where do you hide when you don’t want anyone to see you? Who do you run to when nothing seems to makes sense?
Where is your hiding place?
It seems like a pattern that these kinds of situations sporadically happen to me. A few months ago, when nothing seemed to go the way I wanted, it felt like I was constantly failing everyone. I’d look to my bed to cry all the tears I could, I watched all the cooking shows I could to pass the time with. But after everything, there was no pure restoration and peace that came along after the chaos.
When storms suddenly rage out of nowhere, I sought comfort in myself and the entertainment I could confide in. But I learned the hard way that I could not keep doing that.
When everything could not be held up by an extensive amount of crying and constant binging of MasterChef Junior, I knew this wasn’t the way to go. In the midst of the raging storm, I learned to seek God.
On one of my not-so-pleasant days, I decided to do something different and unorthodox in my bathroom as I was in the middle of crying an endless river of tears. It suddenly clicked in me to stop, and just seek God’s Word, because in that moment, I realised that the only truth was God’s word. I decided to cling unto His promises and learned to lay every single burden at the feet of the Lord. This became the moment where I met His peace. There, in the middle, was where I met Him.
And as waves continue to crash over me, that is the same place again, and again, and again where I meet Him—where He abundantly pours His unfailing love over me.
It is true that there are times where God isn’t the first whom I run to every time it all comes crashing down, but as the days go by and as trials come and go, I am learning that I am completely unable to live this life on my own, and all I that need is found in the Shepherd alone.
He is my hiding place.
– Micah Ocampo