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Cherished Behind the Door, by Theora Meyers

In the longing and searching for fulfillment in our lives, Jesus beckons to us to join Him behind closed doors. Sometimes it may seem that we don’t have time because so many other voices demand our attention. Even clutter in our homes is noisy, and it can be difficult to hear the Lord’s voice summoning us. Sometimes we even know He is calling, but we are afraid to meet with Him…

Afraid of exposure and judgment, afraid of visiting pain…yet He is a persistent lover, ever faithful and ever available. Can you hear Him today whispering to you, “Come!”?


“For a moment leave all that and simply BE with Me. I see what is in your life. I’ve heard all that you have spoken and even thought. Believe Me, I KNOW. So, come; come into My arms, little one, and rest with Me. Stay awhile. Let Me enfold you, securing you in My life.
 
Receive My breath, My Spirit, into your body. Receive My touch. I adore you. With Me you are SAFE. With Me, you are HIDDEN.
 
Don’t you know that in My gaze of you, the deep void in your heart to be loved for who you are is revealed? To be loved, not for the use of others, but just because you are you.
 
So many times you have had to control your circumstances and have had to manipulate things because you’ve been afraid that if you didn’t, you wouldn’t get what you so desperately needed: to be accepted, noticed, adored, truly seen…but most of all CHERISHED.
 
Work hasn’t satisfied this craving. Drugs haven’t satisfied it, nor sex, exercise, food, or even striving works done in My name. Many times you have been paid in the love and attention you need, but it has been empty because you know that it hasn’t been freely given. This brings such dissatisfaction, little one—emptiness and despair.
 
‘Will no one love me?’ you silently cry.
 
Oh, how I hear your aching heart! Oh, how My heart aches, too, for the thought of you or for you to come to Me, My own one. Come to Me.
 
With My left hand under your head and My right hand embracing you, I will smooth your brow. I will push the hair behind your ears and listen to you. Stroking your forehead, I will GIVE to you, speak to your heart, nurture your soul, and heal your wounds. I will care for you kindly, holding you dear, treat you with tenderness, and foster you. I will hold you closely to Me in honour.
 
Let the cry come out, ‘Oh Jesus, make the hurting stop!’ And I will, but know very well that it could be the fleshly part of you that is whining, ‘No!’ as I ask you to lay down your life to receive Me. Peace like a river will flood you as you come into My presence, but you must come in trust, with honesty.
 
I speak a fresh adoption to you this day: Belonging, HOME! I speak PLACE! Do you not know that your home is in My heart? Your dwelling place is Me, your Most High, and Mine is you. Yes, My love is a consuming FIRE, but do not be afraid. It is what you long for, indeed, what you were born for.
 
Come to Me often behind the door of society’s demands, behind the door of all the pressure that is not of My Kingdom. You and I alone. Much is imparted in the silence of being. Be reformed into My image.
 
Then, go OUT! THEN, be empowered to give, not in order to get, but to BE My life in our world. THIS is true freedom, your birthright and our delight.”

 —Theora Meyers, Hearts on Fire Ministries and House of Intrepid, Alberta, Canada

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