For about 10 months out of time I had the wonderful privilege of living in the custodian’s apartment inside First United Methodist Church. I loved living there. My first full night in the apartment was a Saturday.

Matthew 6:5-6

And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.

Sunday morning as I came down the inside stairs to church one of the older ladies stopped me. She whispered, “Weren’t you scared in this great big old building by yourself?” I whispered back, “Are you kidding? Do you know who my roommate is?”

The peace and serenity of living in God’s house is an indescribable blessing. Yes, he is always with us 24/7, but for some reason in the church his presence is more concentrated – possibly because the church is primarily about worship and (hopefully) has fewer worldly contaminations.

Now I live in a regular home, but I still have one place (outside my heart) that bears the sacred aura of God. I have a prayer table. This place is where I go for my daily devotion time. It is a place only for prayer. I do not pay bills there. I do not eat there. I pray and do my Bible study there, only.

Create a place in your home where you go to be alone with God. Worship in that place daily, and soon you will have your own private sanctuary that resonates with the presence of God.

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