Checkbook of the Bank of Faith

A CONDESCENDING simile indeed! Just as a hen protects her brood and allows them to nestle under her wings, so will the Lord defend his people, and permit them to hide away in him. Have we not seen the little chicks peeping out from under the mother's feathers? Have we not heard their little cry of contented joy? In this way let us shelter ourselves in our God, and feel overflowing peace in knowing that he is guarding us.

While the Lord covers us we trust. It would be strange if we did not. How can we distrust when Jehovah himself becomes house and home, refuge and rest to us?

This done, we go out to war in his name and enjoy the same guardian care. We need shield and buckler, and when we implicitly trust God, even as the chick trusts the hen, we find his truth arming us from head to foot. The Lord cannot lie; he must be faithful to his people; his promise must stand. This sure truth is all the shield we need. Behind it we defy the fiery darts of the enemy.

Come, my soul, hide under those great wings, lose yourself among those soft feathers! How happy you are!