So Yeah - My closet door has been deemed the
"Door to Narnia".
"Why?" - You ask.
Well simple enough and I would be happy to fill you in on the details.
It's like this.
Every time I step into my closet for any given amount of time. I end up having a huge epiphany. A major revelation. The Lord speaks to me in some incredible way about my life and I always end up in tears.
I may walk into my closet - but I end up sitting on my little foot stool before too long.
Bunkered down for a nice long session with my best friend and Lord of all the universe.
Ready once again to be blown away by a shower of super natural revelation and blessing.
There have been more occasions than I can count
Where I have had to completely alter my plans due to my time in "Narnia" with Holy Spirit.
I will give you an example, just one, of how the Lord speaks to me.
I will share the most recent one.
I was getting ready for work. I was the only one left in the house. Everyone else had already left for the day. So I was able to be openly vocal in my conversation with the Lord as I was getting ready for work.
I was too. I was praying and worshiping as I got showered and dressed for the day.
As my prayers moved from one person to the next, so did I move from one room to the next.
I eventually ended up in my closet.
I found myself standing smack dab in the middle of my closet and praying, talking to the Lord about my life. About the people in my life. My family. My kids. All that had transpired over the last few years.
Then, a sudden hush came over me.
Seriously.
Just. Like. That.
I was quiet. I sensed the presence of the Lord as I so often do when He and I are alone together.
It fell upon me. Heavy and precious. Tears began to run down my face. I began to hear His voice.
So unmistakable. That small - mighty voice. I began to look around the closet I was standing in. Remembering how I had just gone through and cleaned out all my clothes and shoes. Folded and given away so many things. I had given away so many items that I no longer had use for.
Items of clothes that were out of season. Shoes that I could no longer wear. They were no longer relevant to my style of living. I had kept only the essentials. With the exception of a few items of clothing from my past. I could not get myself to give them away because I had grown to love them so. I had paid a lot for them and I am ever hopeful that one day in the future I would loose enough weight to be able to get them back on. Truthfully, I knew deep down inside that would never happen. They were just taking up space and precious space at that.
I sat down on the stool. I knew exactly what the Lord was comparing this to. My life. I needed to let go.
Let go of my past.
To make room for my future.
I have gone to great lengths to clean up my present and have done so much to give my future to the Lord. But the Lord can only do so much with my future if I am unwilling to let go of my past.
There was so much more. Very personal. I think I have shared enough so you get the picture.
This little space - my walk in closet - has always been a prayer closet. As long as I can remember.
Truly it has proven to be a place of anointing.
As the Lord always meets me there.
I would encourage you, reader, to make a place for yourself, to get alone with God.
A place where you can "be still and know"...to know HE is God....
It will rock your world....He will change everything.
Below are a couple of short videos of areas in my home where I spend A LOT of time in prayer.
I don't know for sure - but I think this maybe my guardian.
Shalom
