Boiler Room Series

Boiler room

Mathew 6:6’But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly.’

Father who sees in you in secret! Do these words not create a flutter and excitement in your heart? Tell me. Who said God does not hear your prayers or watch your tears? He does. Delay in answer does not mean denial; it means wait, or He has something else in store for you.

I want to split this scripture into three portions, so that we do not miss out on the spiritual value of this familiar verse; every portion is delicious, let us enjoy it today. God says:

a) Each one of you need to have a ‘secret room’ for prayer – do you have one?

b) Our Heavenly Father hears your prayer – do not doubt about this.

c) He would certainly reward you and bless you openly for all to see – Yes, results are for sure.

Five young college students were spending a Sunday in London, so they went to hear the famed C.H. Spurgeon preach. While waiting for the doors to open, the students were greeted by a man who asked, "Gentlemen, let me show you around. Would you like to see the ‘boiler room’ of this church?" They were not particularly interested, for it was a hot day in July. But they didn't want to offend the stranger, so they consented. The young men were taken down a stairway, a door was quietly opened, and their guide whispered, "This is our boiler room." Surprised, the students saw 700 people bowed in prayer, seeking a blessing on the service that was soon to begin in the auditorium above. Softly closing the door, the gentleman then introduced himself. It was none other than Charles Spurgeon. He said, any success that had come from God were answer to the prayers from this ‘boiler room.’ Do you have a ‘boiler room’ in your home?

When my dear teacher who was the School principal back while I studied in school, visited my home, she asked me,’ where is your prayer room?’ I had no answer. It was a palatial home situated in a prime location in the city, bought while I was working for a multinational bank; we had found place even for our washing-machine and fridge but we have been lackadaisical in giving God an important place in our home! To be very frank, I did not feel guilty nor did I beat myself over it on that day, I felt, ‘she must be a religious fanatic.’ Honest, I felt that way. It was in that same home, I was brought in an ambulance and carried to the living room in a hospital stretcher, in a very serious condition with all the doctors given up hope on saving my baby while I was five months pregnant; there was a high risk of my life too. With all hope lost, bedridden and with a bedpan to depend on; it was at this stage of humiliation and desperation that I turned to God. Barring a spectacular miracle my life looked hopeless; it is now that I turned to my Savior. The living room became my prayer (boiler) room!

If you have a ‘boiler room’ in your home, where fumes of prayer emit, then you do not have to fear.