8 But my eyes are fixed on you, Sovereign Lord;
in you I take refuge—do not give me over to death.
9 Keep me safe from the traps set by evildoers,
from the snares they have laid for me.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
while I pass by in safety. Psalm 141:8-10
If you’ve ever been in the middle of a raging storm, you know what a refuge is, that is, after you get out of the storm. You are rattled and wet and cold and very happy to be out of the elements. Without the storm, though, a refuge is merely a safe and dry place. It’s normal. To put it another way, you appreciate the sun more after it has rained.
The storms of life can be brutal, but we all must go through them on occasion. God is our refuge from these storms. The storms will certainly toss us around, but in Him we find the calmness and stability we need to “weather” the storm.
All of that metaphorical language to say this: at the first sign of a storm, run to Him. Call out to Him early. Keep calling out. When it’s over, keep calling out.