Pages From The Secret Place
I was listening to a worship song about the WORD, and something about it arrested me. Jesus is the Word. Everything was created through the Word. Everything we see exists because, at some point, God spoke it.
The trees. The sky. The oceans. The breath in our lungs. Everything traces back to a Word.
I just sat there thinking, how powerful is that. Once His breath, His Ruach, is released into what He has spoken, that Word carries within itself the power to accomplish what He sent it to do.
Then I started reading, and suddenly I could see the Word everywhere. Every Scripture seemed to bring me back to the same revelation. Then I reached this one, and I stopped.
“My covenant I will not break, nor alter the word that has gone out of My lips.”
Psalm 89:34, NKJV
I rested there for a while.
He will not alter what has gone out of His mouth. If He said it, He doesn’t need to revise it because circumstances changed. He doesn’t reconsider it because resistance showed up. His Word is not waiting for permission from what opposes it. His Word is the authority. His Word is the final say.
That was enough on its own. But God took me deeper.
I joined my church prayer call, and my pastor began speaking about the Word. He brought us to Elijah.
“There shall not be dew nor rain these years, except at my word.”
1 Kings 17:1, NKJV
Except at my word.
That phrase stayed with me, because now it wasn’t only God speaking. It was a man standing before God, speaking from a place of alignment with Him. And I thought, my God. When I am truly aligned with Him, and His Word becomes what fills my heart and then my mouth, what comes out of me is no longer merely my word. It is His Word flowing through me.
Maybe that’s why Elijah could say it. His authority wasn’t found in being Elijah. His authority came from standing before the God whose Word he carried.
That is what God was showing me all morning. The Word created. The Word sustains. The Word establishes. The Word speaks. And then, astonishingly, He puts His Word inside of us.
So now I’m sitting here thinking about my own life differently. How much of what surrounds me began with a Word. How much of what I am currently living is the manifestation of something God spoke years ago. And what has He spoken that I’ve let circumstances make me question.
Maybe you should look again too. Look at your life. Look at what survived. Look at what came together. Look at the doors that opened. Look at the prayers that became realities. Look at what once existed only as a promise and is now part of your everyday life.
You may find you are already living inside the evidence of His Word.
And if His Word did it before, what He has spoken over your tomorrow deserves your trust today.
He spoke. And His Word is still speaking.