Matthew 6:6 – But when you pray, go into your [most] private room, and, closing the door, pray to your Father, Who is in secret; and your Father, Who sees in secret, will reward you in the open. (AMP)
I enjoy a measure of aloneness. I greatly desire to return constantly to my private place where I am most comfortably free to be myself — to think things through, speak my thoughts aloud. Yes, I can come to my private hiding place any time I choose, and I always feel welcome here. I'm happy to close the door, voice my hopes, confront my deepest emotions, beliefs, present aims, future goals; who I think I am with God's most recent improvings; who I am not yet; who I will become in the nature of my Jesus Lord.
In my private hiding place, I can speak of what I'm sad about, my dreads, doubts, hurts, disappointments on my behalf and on other's behalf, and about that concerning pain in my left arm restricting my activity a little more today.
In truth, I can speak those most secret things. I can open up the floodgates of my heart, mind, and spirit, letting the river flow freely about everything: major regrets, failures, shattered love-hopes, relationships, and dreams, griefs, losses, and defeats.
Yes, here, the closed door of my hiding place seals me in warmly and protectively. I can shout out loud, dance, and sing my greatest joys, treasures, achievements, successes, victories, so many gains, new love-hopes, relationships, refreshings, fulfillments, satisfactions, and the multiple godly happenings still to come.
I rejoice in what a very special place this is. Excitingly, most often I glimpse future belief not flawed; maturity in God, strong not frail; a new body, perhaps tall and willowy; and an eternity in which I can live perfectly.
As I soar higher in spirit, I press through more strongly, more completely. I see the brilliant, all-powerful lights of the heavenly courts, where I can sing and dance feely as long as I want to without tiring, as well as greet the hosts of holy citizens in unbroken fellowship, laughter, praise, and worship.
Ah, the face of my Jesus, I see and touch fearlessly. I behold lingeringly His eyes of love, mercy, grace, and perfect justice kindly burning into mine. I hear His sweet, gentle voice call my new name as He clasps my hands to draw me closer into my Hiding Place.
Now I may nestle, quietly rest, and listen to Him about all that I have prayed and shared, confident that I shall receive from Him the wisest counsel in the whole universe.
Yes, as we become closer in our communing with Jesus, and as He meets us wherever we are, He not only welcomes us, but He can actually become our Hiding Place.
Psalm 119:114 – You are my hiding place and my shield; I hope in Your word. (AMP)
Psalm 32:7 – You are a hiding place for me; You, Lord, preserve me from trouble, You surround me with songs and shouts of deliverance. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]! (AMP)
Prayer: Thank You, Jesus Lord, our Jehovah Jireh. You provide everything each of us will ever need in this life, as well as through all eternity. Thank You again and again for Your every promise to us: "He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall remain stable and fixed under the shadow of the Almighty [Whose power no foe can withstand]." (Psalm 91:1 AMP) Amen and Amen!