
Jesus didn’t say, “When you want to meet with God, join the right church and read the right translation.”
Jesus said:
When you pray, go into your room,
shut the door, and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly.
(Matthew 6:6)
The secret place is not a building.
Not a conference.
Not a livestream.
It is the inner room of the heart.
The place where attention withdraws from external voices and awareness returns inward.
Psalm 91 begins here:
Those who dwell in the secret place of the Most High abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
Most do not dwell there.
They visit occasionally, if at all.
They dwell in anxiety, doctrinal conflict, and spiritual performance
and call it faith.
But the secret place is where faith becomes sight.
Where God ceases to be an idea
and becomes lived reality.
Scripture also says the secret place is formed in darkness:
Darkness was made the hiding place.
(Psalm 18:11)
The place once feared,
the place avoided,
the place religion warned against
is often where external supports fall away
and inner hearing begins.
Jesus said:
My sheep hear my voice.
Not read.
Hear.
Reading can confirm what is heard.
But the voice itself is living.
It is perceived inwardly.
This is why Scripture speaks of meditating day and night on the law.
And the law is not religion.
The law is love.
Love fulfills the entire law.
To meditate day and night on the law
is not fixation on rules or verses.
It is remaining in the frequency of love.
Living from it.
Breathing from it.
Seeing through it.
Those who walk with Christ walk in freedom.
They owe no one anything except love.
They are not performing to be accepted.
They are living from what they are.
They have passed through purification within.
Purification is internal.
Personal.
Spirit-led.
They allowed the sifting.
They surrendered to being salted with fire.
They yielded rather than resisted.
The flesh was surrendered.
The adversarial function completed its work.
What could be threatened no longer existed.
Because of this, they are no longer moved by threats.
Not by accusation.
Not by the stranger’s voice.
What remained was truth.
Jesus said:
My sheep hear my voice,
and the stranger’s voice they do not follow.
Many voices are heard every day.
Fear.
Shame.
Control.
Religious pressure.
External opinion.
The difference is not hearing.
The difference is following.
This is why judgment exposes rather than condemns.
And why offense reveals immaturity in love.
Scripture says plainly:
Great peace have those who love Your law,
and nothing shall offend them.
(Psalm 119:165)
Those who live in the great law of God — love —
are not offended.
They may be exposed.
They may be confronted.
But they are not shaken.
When offense rises, it is not proof of truth being attacked.
It is proof that love has not yet fully ruled.
When exposure occurs, a choice appears:
Return to noise and reinforcement
or return inward and ask what is being shown.
The secret place is not optional.
It is foundational.
Seek first the Kingdom.
The Kingdom is within.
It is not found in noise.
For a season, the body rose early.
Hours were spent in darkness and silence.
Not from discipline.
From hunger.
Truth did not come from outside.
It could be confirmed externally,
but it was born within.
Where fear governs interpretation,
where reaction replaces rest,
where separation feels necessary to feel safe,
the secret place has likely not been inhabited.
Those living from elementary principles
often remain in fight or flight.
This produces attack, dismissal, and division.
There are moments for distance.
But when separation flows from fear rather than love,
it is misaligned.
The secret place restores rest.
Anchors awareness in love.
Trains discernment.
Ends allegiance to the stranger’s voice.
If Scripture familiarity exceeds secret-place intimacy,
alignment has shifted.
Return.
Close the door.
Allow stillness.
The Kingdom has always been within.
The secret place restores what noise distorted.
Purification unfolds within, patiently and truthfully.
Love matures until offense loses its grip.
Rest reveals what striving never could.
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