"The conies are but a feeble folk, yet make they their houses in the
rocks."
--Proverbs 30:26
Conscious of their own natural defenselessness, the conies resort to
burrows in the rocks, and are secure from their enemies. My heart, be
willing to gather a lesson from these feeble folk. Thou art as weak and as
exposed to peril as the timid cony, be as wise to seek a shelter. My best
security is within the munitions of an immutable Jehovah, where His
unalterable promises stand like giant walls of rock. It will be well with
thee, my heart, if thou canst always hide thyself in the bulwarks of His
glorious attributes, all of which are guarantees of safety for those who put
their trust in Him. Blessed be the name of the Lord, I have so done, and
have found myself like David in Adullam, safe from the cruelty of my enemy;
I have not now to find out the blessedness of the man who puts his trust in
the Lord, for long ago, when Satan and my sins pursued me, I fled to the
cleft of the rock Christ Jesus, and in His riven side I found a delightful
resting-place. My heart, run to Him anew to-night, whatever thy present
grief may be; Jesus feels for thee; Jesus consoles thee; Jesus will help
thee. No monarch in his impregnable fortress is more secure than the cony in
his rocky burrow. The master of ten thousand chariots is not one whit better
protected than the little dweller in the mountain's cleft. In Jesus the weak
are strong, and the defenceless safe; they could not be more strong if they
were giants, or more safe if they were in heaven. Faith gives to men on
earth the protection of the God of heaven. More they cannot need, and need
not wish. The conies cannot build a castle, but they avail themselves of
what is there already: I cannot make myself a refuge, but Jesus has provided
it, His Father has given it, His Spirit has revealed it, and lo, again
to-night I enter it, and am safe from every foe.
