Where is Your Hiding Place?

When you think of hiding, what is the first thing that comes to your mind? Maybe your mind immediately conjures up thoughts of the childhood game Hide & Seek. Maybe you think of a closed off location you went when you were a child to feel safe, secure, or maybe even just comfortable. I don’t know a child who doesn’t love to camp out or hide in a fort (aka….a cardboard box or sofa cushions covered with a large blanket and maybe if you’re in a fancy fort, some pillows to sit on). 

As an adult, where is your hiding place? I’m not talking about spending a longer time than necessary in the bathroom, hiding out from the kids, after they have called your name for what seems to be the 27th time in a row.  I’m talking about, when life throws insanity your way and when everything happening around you just feels like it’s entirely too much to bear. Where do you go? Do you have a hiding place?

God started talking to me about the concept of a hiding place a few months ago. First let me clarify what I mean when I say God started talking to me. Everyone experiences God in their own way. When God is revealing something or speaking to me, He tends to do so very quietly and through repetition. He started off showing me (several times) the story of Corrie ten Boom. In the book and movie entitled, “The Hiding Place,” we’re told the true story of her Christian family who helped many Jews escape the Nazis from the Holocaust during World War II by hiding them in their home. In faith, her family opened up their home to the Jewish people who needed a safe place to go. They converted a hidden space in their home into a hiding place. What a powerful story! 

God continued on by revealing to me the story of David being hid in the Cave of Addulam. I knew of David’s story in the Bible (pause here for a quick recap/spoiler alert below).

The Lord chose David to be king…David was a musician…David killed Goliath (Sunday school 101 right there)…Saul wants to kill David…David has an affair with Bathsheba…he has a son named Soloman…David dies. LOTS more in there, but I’ll leave that to you to get all caught up. 🙂

Back to the topic at hand…I knew of these David stories mentioned above, but I knew nothing about the story of David in the cave. The Cave of Addulam is where David went to hide out from Saul who wanted to kill him. The meaning of Addulam is “hiding place.” (Mind blown when I learned that! I knew it was only God that revealed this to me because I’m just not that good to figure that out by myself.)

So, in His ever so loving way, God left me with these pieces of the puzzle to figure out what they meant in my own life. I am in no way comparing my life circumstances to that of the remarkable Corrie ten boom or King David, yet I knew there was and is a message God was trying to get across to me with the hiding place concept. “Why are you talking to me about a hiding place God?” This is the question I’ve asked several times over the past few months. Then something hit me the first Monday I woke up in my new apartment—the apartment I will live in for only the next six months.

I woke up to silence. (For this non-morning person and introvert that isn’t necessarily a bad thing.) But it was completely quiet. No dogs to let out. No noise. No nothing. I typically like to start most mornings with my quiet time anyway, which includes coffee, reading, and praying, but this was a different type of quiet. As I sat on the edge of my bed in a mostly empty room, the thought came to me—I’m now living in my hiding place.

If you’ve read my last two blogs, you’re probably caught up regarding the fire that took place in my home. I’ve been stripped of quite a bit. But through His grace, not of everything. As I looked around my room with nothing more than a newly purchased bed, a make-shift nightstand (yay for Target plastic drawers 🙂 ) and white empty walls, I literally felt like I was in my cave. A fancy cave if I’m comparing my circumstance to David’s cave—but a cave nonetheless. I’m living in my hiding place.

So now that I have this figured out, what’s next? Honestly, I don’t know. God has me here—hidden–for a purpose. That much I’m sure of. I don’t believe in wasting experiences, so I intend to make the most of this time. He will reveal to me when He’s ready why He’s keeping me hidden. It may be as simple as needing me to write this blog to help someone. So, until further notice, I accept that purpose.

Do you need to be hidden? Do you need to remove yourself from a certain circumstance? Do you need to create a space for yourself that allows you to reevaluate some things? Here’s a tough one…do you need to be away from certain people? Do you need a hiding place to spend more time with God? I believe that we all need to be hidden at some point in our life. We’re living in a time where everyone wants to be seen and heard. We’re living in a time where there is so much noise. By noise I mean, social media posts, 24/7 news accessibility on our tv’s and our phones, emails, text messages, phone calls, etc. Noise!! How can we be hidden when we can’t shut off the noise that allows people and things to find us?

Noise is not always a good thing. Sometimes God calls us to live in obscurity, or to remain hidden, so He can get our attention. Sometimes He hides us from people or things to protect us. And sometimes He needs us to be hidden so we can find ourselves while stepping away from the insanity of life. Sometimes a hidden place is simply a place you need to go for peace. Where is your hiding place?

I don’t expect you to go out and build yourself a fort that we all loved as children. And I pray you don’t have to move out of your home with the bare minimum while opening your eyes in the morning to see the fancy décor of white walls. I do encourage you though to find a place that’s yours. A place you can sit and think and pray or meditate. A place you can unplug. A place you can be hidden. Each of us deserves that. 

Life is going to keep on going. Work needs to be done. Kids need to fed. Relationships need to be tended to. I realize not everyone can just stop and hide for hours on end (although I’m sure some of you try)! 

I think one of the things that God wants from us is to simply unplug. Find a hiding place you can call your own. Disconnect from the things of life pulling at you from every angle. (Have you heard of my remarkable friends that go by name of ‘Boundaries?’ Truly remarkable friends J.) Welcome the opportunity to be hidden. And if all else fails, find an old cardboard box and a blanket and build yourself a fort! 🙂

God Bless!


“God is good, a hiding place in tough times. He recognizes and welcomes anyone looking for help. No matter how desperate the trouble.” Nahum 1:7 (MSG)

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