Get Back in the Closet!
I’ve been asked before, and I’ve also heard people talk about having a Prayer Closet. For a long time I thought that to be a literal “closet” where one went to pray! You may be laughing right now, and that’s okay if you are. But let me ask you, do you have a prayer closet?
Let me put it in simpler terms: Do you have a special, private, place that you like to go by yourself to talk to the Lord? My absolute favorite place is on a balcony, in the mountains, overlooking a rushing creek. But when I can’t be there, my favorite place is at the end of my porch. I call it “The Stoop.” Yours could be a spare bedroom, a favorite chair, a trail in the woods, even your car! My husband’s favorite place is on his motorcycle, riding down the road.
But when you pray, go away by yourself, shut the door behind you, and pray to your Father in private. Then your Father, who sees everything, will reward you. ~Matthew 6:6
Whatever, or wherever you go, this is your “Prayer Closet.” Someplace private. Someplace where no one else goes with you. This is your very private special place where you meet and spend time with God. You don’t always have to talk. Maybe you just spend time listening, waiting for Him to speak to you. Because face it, He already knows what’s on your heart.
Yes, it’s good to bring all your cares to Him (1 Peter 5:7), but sometimes it’s also good to just “be still” and listen.
Be still and know that I am God! ~Psalms 46:10a NLT
In my prayer closet, I see and hear many things. The best thing about my prayer closet is that it’s portable. I can take it with me anywhere, because I can pray anywhere! But the best thing about my time spent in my prayer closet is that God is always there.
In the 60’s, the Beach Boys sang this song and the first few lines went, “There’s a world where I can go, and tell my secrets to. In my room. In my room….”
Jesus went away by Himself to pray alone, in private. The Beach Boys went into their room. Whether alone in the wilderness, woods, a room with a door, a balcony in the mountains, on a motorcycle, or wherever is your favorite place to linger, get back in the “closet.” God is waiting for you there.