
Going through my journal today, I was moved once again by this quote I had jotted down:
That man is perfect in faith who can come to God in the utter dearth of his feelings and desires, without a glow or an aspiration, with the weight of low thoughts, failures, neglects and wandering forgetfulness and say to him, “Thou art my refuge.”
George MacDonald – Unspoken Sermons
If you are walking through the wilderness of testing and trials, of despair and stress, come to Jesus. Come to his refuge and sit a spell. Lay your burdens down and rest on his promises. He’s waiting for you…
My Secret Place
by Lana Giacumakis
No one knows where I am right now.
There are people all around me.
They do not realize I’m with you.
I’ve come to my secret place.
This secret place is inside my heart
The sanctuary of the Spirit of God.
I come in reverent silence
Just to be in Your presence.
Lord, you know all my needs;
You know my wants, my desires.
I leave them at the door
And come and sit at your side.
Your Spirit moves through me
Searching, teaching, convicting
Loving, healing, correcting.
Show me your heart Lord.
Lord, teach me to worship
In spirit and in truth.
Lord, teach me to pray.
I am listening.

