The angel of the Lord encamps all around those who fear Him, and delivers them.
(Psalm 34: 7)
Camping with angels—now that’s safety. That’s when fear is in the right place. Not the fear that paralyzes us, but the fear that awes us, that humbles our pride and fills us with gratitude.
I have fond memories camping with my family. That was how we did vacations. We’d travel all across the country, camping as we went. We allowed enough margin in our day to set up camp, pop out our camper, and set up the Coleman stove and lantern. Sometimes we’d go for a swim in the lake, or fish, or explore trails.
But when it got dark we were at our campsite. Then all was quiet and we’d nestle down into our sleeping bags. We heard crickets and other night sounds, but we were all together and felt safe.
I think that’s what it’s like with angels on guard. That’s what happens when we replace fear with godly awe and trust and let the angels take over.