God has a secret place; a place in which He hides me. It is called the cleft of the rock and His shadow covers me as He passes by. When I am in that secret place as His child I can be sure that my prayers are heard by Him for He is my avid listener. As I wait in the secret place my heart grows fonder for I know that He is nearby. It is here that I find I can seek forgiveness and ponder His character. It is here hidden from the world that I can hear Him say “I am compassionate and my love is steadfast in my lovingkindness”. In this secret place I can hear His Voice which is powerful and majestic like a rushing mighty waterfall. It is here that I can sing, praise and give Him thanks for His eye is upon me. This is my place of refuge when in a moment my life can come tumbling down. It is here that I cry “Abba Father.” What is my secret place? It is my place of prayer and adoration, confession and thanksgiving where I can be transparent and vulnerable and away from the probing eyes of others and the noise of the world. I can pour out my musings and my inner heart thoughts. I love my secret place...in my prayer chair where I meet God each day. Where is your secret place?