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Drawn to the secret place.

I was sat in the prayer room on Tuesday in a “Worship with the Word” set, just hanging out with Jesus and enjoying reading the Bible and praying. It was such a sweet time and I was really enjoying it. Then someone on the team worship team (Jon Thurlow’s team) starts singing this chorus: “In the secret place it’s where my trust lies, it’s where my hope lies, where the Father is”. It was such a simple yet incredibly anointed chorus. We sang it for ages and it still lingers in my spirit. Finding the heart of the Father; not in the big meeting, or even in the prayer room, but that place of encountering Him in the secret place. When it’s just Him and me. And I was thinking about that yesterday and realising that when Jesus said to pray in Matthew, He said to “go into your room and shut the door”. The implication is that it is going somewhere private, not just closing your eyes in a crowd of people. Here at IHOP-KC we are as busy as ever. 4 nights a week we are having evening services as part of the prayer room and God is really pouring out His Spirit. We are seeing lots and lots of people healed and find freedom, both here and over the web-stream. It is awesome! Yet we need to make sure we don’t get so busy with all the good stuff that we forget the best. In my healing team today I was sharing just my heart about how we need to not loose that priority of time with the Father in the secret place. In the beginning of the gospel of Mark, Jesus ministers in the evening, yet early in the morning He gets up and goes to a desolate place to pray; to talk to His Father. My heart is stirred again with a longing to “go into my room and shut the door”, and encounter Him in that place. That place where no one is watching and there are less distractions.

So that is what I am seeking to walk out. Even as I’m writing this I’m feeling the whisper of Holy Spirit: “It’s in the secret place where your trust lies, where your hope lies, where the Father is. So come away with me to that place…”

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