The Rolling Prayer Closet


The Rolling Prayer Closet

“But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.” Matthew 6:6

    The day I had a big breakthrough in a trial I had been facing, I knew without a shadow of a doubt ALL glory belonged to the Lord for the breakthrough. Not that my circumstances had changed mind you, for I had long since learned anyway that a true breakthrough isn’t about a change in circumstances necessarily but is most importantly about a change in heart and an increasing yielding and submission to the sovereignty of God and an ever growing relationship with Him and greater forsaking and denial of self and a deepening trust in and obedience to Him as Lord. The love, joy, peace, and hope I felt flooding me once again courtesy of God’s gracious and indescribably merciful Spirit  were clearly a result solely of the Lord’s awesome love not to mention long-suffering as He transforms me day by day, hour by hour, from the wretched sinner woman I was to the humble daughter and woman of God He created me to be. Praise, honor, and glory always belong to God, do they not? And yet I knew that God had used a humble vessel of His hundreds of miles away, in the days past, a beautiful, joy-filled, sweet and loving older sister in the Lord I had never even met to intercede for me until the breakthrough came.

When she rejoiced with me over God’s victory in my heart, at how He by His Spirit had shown me the blockage of sin in my heart and led me to repentance, at how I then had been flooded once more with His love and peace that had been blocked out by the wrong heart I had had, she shared with me how she had prayed in her “rolling prayer closet” that very day. Her car. She had “shut the door” on the noises of the world, sought the face of the Lord, and prayed as His Spirit led her – praying in faith that God would answer.

Some of my friends live in big beautiful houses with massive closets they can sit in and shut the door to the world’s distractions to pray to God. Others drive around in their rolling prayer closets and can pray like my friend did. Some of my friends live on death row and can in their hearts shut the door on the noises around them and pray right in their cells. Others of my friends live on the streets, under buildings, in the woods, etc., for they’re homeless.

   Wherever we are, whether we have closets to pray in or not, we must come out from the chaos of the world and come into the shelter of the Lord most high and in the name and authority of the Lord Jesus Christ for those of us who have repented and placed our trust in Him, pray, and pray, and seek the Lord’s face continually, praying as His Spirit guides us, remembering to give Him all the glory due His name!

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