We took so many camping trips when I was a kid that I don’t care if I ever set foot in a tent again. Despite daily activities of fishing, swimming, and exploring, nights were something else again. I was scared most of the time and longed for the safety of home!
Though a canvas tent is durable against the rain, it doesn’t provide much protection from bears that roam campgrounds at night scouring for food. Sometimes in the morning, we kids would detect paw prints all around the tent (sometimes even on it!) and realize we might have been instant breakfast for bears.
This pearl describes another kind of tent, one offering more than shelter—one offering protection. The owner figuratively spreads his wings over the tent and its occupants. Safety reigns. No worries, no cares. No bears! This campout will be heavenly . . . and it will never end.