When I was younger, we lived in a house that had a small pond behind it. It wasn’t noticeable at first because there was a hill between our house and that pond, and really I don’t remember who discovered it first. What I do remember is putting on my boots, trekking to the pond, and spending the evening hours walking around the pond talking to God. It was where I would go when I needed to think or to pray or to just be in His presence. Back then, it was my sacred place.
Sacred:Google: Oxford Languages
Connected with God or dedicated to a religious purpose and so deserving of veneration.
I am no longer able to visit that pond. In fact, it’s been years since I last walked around in that place with God. However, in almost every place I’ve lived since then, there has been one area I find myself focusing on as I focus on God and sharing my time with Him. Today, my sacred place is a tree I can see from my kitchen window as I’m washing dishes.
In the Bible, the Sacred Place was in the temple. It was also the place where the Holy of Holies was, where God’s presence dwelled. When Christ was crucified, the veil blocking anyone but the lotted priest from the Holy of Holies was torn. God’s presence can be found anywhere and everywhere, available to all.
Where is your sacred place? Where do you go, or what do you look to, when you talk with God? What–or where–connects you to Him? It doesn’t have to be any place special or hidden, it just needs to be a place you go when you need to speak to God one-on-one. It wasn’t really the pond itself that was sacred, but me walking and talking with God. It’s not the tree that is special, but that I’m searching out God in my heart and it reminds me to think and focus on Him. It is merely a physical representation of the garden of my heart in which He walks with me.
And this stone which I have set up as a pillar (monument) shall be God’s house [a sacred place to me]Genesis 28:22 AMPC