Psalm 91: The Secret Place

Psalm 91: The Secret Place Prayer in the Secret Place evokes strength, intimacy with God, and deep spiritual growth.

Matthew 6:6:
“But when you pray, go into your secret place, shut the door, and pray to your Father who is in the secret place…”

28/02/2026

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February 23, 2026 — Providence was hit with 37 inches of snow, setting a new 48-year record. Local residents are facing serious hardship.
🅟🅡🅐🅨 🙏 for Providence and hope for safety."

09/02/2026

Prayer

Lord, strengthen my faith. Help me trust You without doubt, even when I cannot see the way.
Let my heart believe, my words align with truth, and my life reflect Your power. Amen. 🙏

“Truly I tell you, if anyone says to this mountain, ‘Be removed and cast into the sea,’ and does not doubt in their hear...
09/02/2026

“Truly I tell you, if anyone says to this mountain, ‘Be removed and cast into the sea,’ and does not doubt in their heart but believes, it will be done.” — Mark 11:23

Faith is the key to seeing God at work. When we truly believe—without doubt—God enlightens, guides, and perfects us through our experiences. Without faith, we cannot see His actions or His power. Everything God does in us is achieved through faith. 📖🙏

🌅 7-Day Study Plan: The Book of Exodus
19/11/2025

🌅 7-Day Study Plan: The Book of Exodus

17/11/2025

🌅 7-Day Study Plan: The Book of Exodus

Day 1 – God’s Covenant and the Birth of Deliverance (Exodus 1–4)

Focus: God hears the cry of His people and calls Moses to lead them.
Key Themes: God’s faithfulness, calling, and human hesitation.
Read: Exodus 1–4
Reflect:

How does God reveal His concern for Israel’s suffering?

What excuses does Moses make, and how does God respond?

Where in your life might God be calling you despite your fears?

Prayer:

“Lord, thank You for hearing the cries of Your people. Help me to trust Your call, even when I feel inadequate. Strengthen my faith to believe that You equip those You send. Amen.”

11/11/2025

🌅 7-Day Study Plan: The Book of Exodus

Day 2 – Signs, Wonders, and Confrontation (Exodus 5–10)

Focus: God’s power over Pharaoh and Egypt’s gods.
Key Themes: Obedience, perseverance, divine authority.
Read: Exodus 5–10
Reflect:

What do the plagues reveal about God’s sovereignty?

How does Pharaoh’s hardness of heart contrast with Moses’ obedience?

What “Pharaohs” in your life resist God’s will?

Prayer:

“Mighty God, You are Lord over all creation. Teach me perseverance when I face resistance and to trust Your timing. Show Your power through my obedience. Amen.”

Bible Study and Prayers: Book of Genesis
10/11/2025

Bible Study and Prayers: Book of Genesis

29/10/2025

Understanding Biblical Forgiveness: A Path to Healing and Peace
by Pastor Shaun Smitin Blogon Posted onFebruary 6, 2024February 8, 2024

I was asked a question in a recent conversation with a congregation member. “Why do so many people leave the church, and why are so many in unforgiveness? Do they not know that is a sin?”

Well, I thought that was a great question, and I thought, yes, I also wonder why. Most that have found themselves in this state are what they would call “mature, word-based people led by the Holy Spirit”, which is an interesting thought. My simple response to this congregation member was that they are either caught in Sin and don’t like confrontation and, therefore, Pride has its place, or they are merely in the works of the flesh.

“Now the works of the flesh are evident, which are: adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lewdness, envy, murders, drunkenness, revelries, and the like; of which I tell you beforehand, just as I also told you in time past, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God. But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such, there is no law. And those who are Christ’s have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit.”

Galatians 5:19-25 NKJV
Forgiveness (i.e. love, longsuffering, kindness, gentleness, self-control) is a fundamental concept deeply rooted in the Bible, offering a path to spiritual renewal, mental peace, and emotional healing. The Bible provides profound insights into the nature of forgiveness, emphasising its importance in our relationship with God and one another. Let’s explore what the Bible says about forgiveness, the benefits of forgiving, and the consequences of harbouring unforgiveness.

1. What the Bible Says About Forgiveness
The Bible speaks volumes about forgiveness, portraying it as a divine attribute and a mandate for believers. In Matthew 18:21-22, Jesus teaches Peter about the extent of forgiveness, saying, “I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven.” That’s, mathematically speaking, 490 times, which also has natural prophetic symbolism attached; however, that’s for another episode. This passage highlights the boundless nature of forgiveness, urging followers to forgive others as often as necessary.

In the Lord’s Prayer, we are taught to ask God, “forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors” (Matthew 6:12). This petition underscores the reciprocal nature of forgiveness; we are forgiven as we forgive. Ephesians 4:32 further encapsulates this message, urging believers to be “kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you”.

The parable of the unforgiving servant in Matthew 18:23-35 is a stark reminder of the necessity of forgiveness, illustrating the consequences of an unforgiving heart. Through these and other passages, the Bible clarifies that forgiveness is not optional but a core element of the Christian faith.

2. How Forgiveness Benefits Us: Spiritually, Mentally, and Emotionally
Spiritually, forgiveness connects us more deeply with God. It allows us to mirror God’s mercy, fostering a closer relationship with Him. By forgiving, we obey God’s command, opening ourselves to receive His forgiveness and grace.

Mentally, forgiveness can lead to a significant reduction in stress and anxiety. Holding onto grudges and bitterness can weigh heavily on the mind, leading to negative thought patterns. Forgiveness allows us to release these burdens, offering peace and liberation.

Emotionally, forgiveness promotes healing and emotional well-being. It enables us to move past hurt and resentment, fostering empathy and understanding towards those who have wronged us. This emotional release can improve our mood, enhance our relationships, and increase our happiness

3. The Consequences of Unforgiveness: Spiritually and Relationally

Spiritually, unforgiveness can create a barrier between the individual and God. It can hinder one’s spiritual growth and block the flow of God’s forgiveness and blessings. As Mark 11:25-26 suggests, if we do not forgive, it can affect our forgiveness from God.
Relationally, unforgiveness can lead to the deterioration of relationships and the lack of future relationships because we end up in a state where all are laboured: “people who hurt you” or “I don’t trust people, ” which hinders future potential relationships. It breeds resentment, anger, and distance between individuals. Un-forgiveness harms the one holding onto it and strains and can even sever relationships with others. It prevents the restoration of broken relationships and the possibility of reconciliation and mutual growth, which the Bible encourages. It’s incredible how many “bible experts or “mature” believers hold onto offences and unforgiveness.

Ephesians 4:32 says, "Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave youbearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive.

Conclusion

As presented in the Bible, forgiveness is a powerful act of love and obedience. It benefits us spiritually by bringing us closer to God, mentally freeing us from the chains of resentment, and emotionally enabling healing and peace. Conversely, un-forgiveness can have dire consequences, spiritually alienating us from God and relationally from those around us. Embracing forgiveness is thus not only a biblical mandate but a pathway to a more fulfilling and harmonious life.

I pray that we would all walk in biblical love, forgiveness and mercy towards one another!

29/10/2025

Please read this story, about unforgiveness and regret

I cut off my twin sister at 29 after catching her kiss my fiancé. Ten years of hate later, she died in a car crash. I didn’t even want to go to her funeral, mom begged me to do it. After the ceremony, I went to her old room. In her things, I found a paper folder with my name. I opened it, and my heart stopped. Inside were handwritten letters. Dozens of them. All addressed to me.

Each was dated, spanning across years. The first was written just a week after I walked out of her life. I sat down on the edge of her childhood bed, the same bed we used to share when we were five and afraid of thunder. My hands trembled as I opened the first letter.

“Dear Lia,” it started, “I know you hate me. I don’t blame you. I would hate me too.”

I had to stop reading. My throat clenched up, and tears threatened to fall, but I pushed through. I read on.

“I didn’t kiss Thomas. He kissed me. And when I pulled away, you walked in. I know it looked bad. But you never let me explain.”

That sentence alone cracked something open in me. I’d told myself I didn’t care. That I had moved on. But clearly, I hadn’t. My heart still ached from the betrayal I believed in for a decade.

I flipped to the next letter. This one was more frantic, messy handwriting, likely written during one of her anxiety spirals.

“You blocked my number. I emailed you. I wrote on your birthday card. You never opened anything. Lia, please. I love you. I messed up somewhere, but not like that.”

The next few were quiet. Less begging, more updates about her life. How she’d finally gotten promoted at her job. How mom’s health was scaring her. How she missed me every day.
One letter hit harder than the rest. Dated on my 35th birthday.

“I saw you today. You didn’t see me. You were at the market, buying flowers. Yellow ones. You still love sunflowers, huh? I almost walked up and said hi. But your face was so peaceful. I didn’t want to disturb that."

I closed the letter and stared at the wall. Why hadn’t she told me in person? Why did she never fight harder to see me, to clear the air?

But deep down, I knew the answer. I made it impossible. I’d changed my number, moved to a new city, cut off everyone who dared mention her name. I built a wall so high, she couldn’t climb it.
There was one last letter in the folder, tucked away in the back. It didn’t have a date.

“To be opened if I die,” it said on the outside.

My fingers hesitated. Then I opened it.

“Lia, if you’re reading this, I’m probably gone. I hope you came to my funeral. I hope mom got through to you. I hope you can forgive me one day. If not for me, then for yourself. Hate is heavy, sis. You’ve carried it too long.”

I dropped the letter. My hands shook. I wasn’t crying—I was sobbing now. Ugly, messy, loud sobs that shook my whole body.

She didn’t betray me. Not like I thought.

That night, I stayed at mom’s house. Couldn’t sleep. Could barely breathe. Around 3 AM, I got out of bed and went back to her room. I needed to know more. Needed to see beyond the letters.

I found an old phone of hers in a drawer. Miraculously, it still worked. I charged it and went through her photos.

There were dozens of pictures of me. Old childhood ones, ones from high school, even a few she must’ve secretly taken of me from afar. I had become a ghost in her phone—present, but out of reach.

Then I found the folder titled “Unsent.”

Inside were recordings. Voice memos.

The first one was short.

“Hi. It’s me. I miss you. I had a dream about us last night. We were fifteen again, laughing about nothing. I woke up crying.”

Another one, longer this time.

“I thought of messaging you today. But I didn’t. I’m scared. I keep thinking maybe you really do hate me forever. But I wanted you to know—Thomas reached out to me two years ago. He apologized. Said he kissed me on purpose. That he wanted to break us apart because he thought we were too close. He was jealous. Can you believe that? He got what he wanted.”

My mouth went dry. Thomas. That snake. I hadn’t heard from him since the week I left. He never even denied it. Just told me “It happened” and walked away. I never looked back.

I felt sick. Ten years wasted. Ten years hating the wrong person.

That weekend, I went home to my own place. I brought the letters with me. Couldn’t leave them behind.

I tried to tell myself to move on. But I couldn’t. I needed closure.

So I did something I hadn’t done in years—I looked up Thomas. Found him easily. His face hadn’t changed much. Still smug.

He lived just two hours away.

I sent him a message. Simple. “I know the truth. Can we talk?”

He replied within an hour. “Sure.”

We met at a quiet café halfway between us. When I walked in, he stood. Tried to smile.

“Lia. Wow. It’s been—”

“Sit,” I said.

He sat.

I didn’t waste time. “Did you kiss her? Not the ‘it happened’ version. The truth.”

He looked guilty. “Yes. I kissed her. I knew you were coming back in a minute. I wanted you to see.”

“Why?”

He looked down. “Because I knew I was losing you. And I thought if I broke you two up, you’d cling to me.”

“You ruined my relationship with my sister.”

“I ruined everything,” he said quietly.

I stood. “You did. But I let you.”

He nodded. “I’m sorry.”

“I don’t forgive you,” I said. “But I forgive myself for believing you.”

And I walked out.

Back in my car, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding for ten years.

The next few weeks were hard. Grief and guilt hit me in waves. I kept hearing her voice in those letters. I kept wishing I’d opened them sooner.

Then I remembered something. Her letters mentioned a man she’d been seeing. Someone serious. His name was Matthew.

I found him on Facebook. Sent him a message.

“Hi, I’m Lia. I’m Elena’s twin.”

He replied that same night.

“I’ve been hoping to hear from you. She talked about you all the time.”

We decided to meet. I wasn’t sure why. Maybe I wanted to see the side of her I never got to witness.

Matthew was kind. Gentle eyes. He spoke about her like she was magic.

“She was the most forgiving person I’ve ever known,” he said. “Even when she was hurting.”

“She hurt a lot,” I whispered.

“She did,” he nodded. “But she never gave up on people.”

We sat in silence a while. Then he handed me a small envelope.

“She asked me to give you this, if anything ever happened.”

Another letter.

This one was short.

“Lia, I know you’ll never read this unless I’m gone. But if you do, I want you to know—I forgive you. For everything. And I love you, still. Always.”

I cried again. But this time, it wasn’t just guilt. It was release.

In the months that followed, I slowly began to piece myself back together. I started journaling. I saw a therapist. I reconnected with old friends I’d pushed away when I isolated myself.

I even moved back to my hometown. Bought a little house not far from mom.

Mom and I talked more than ever. I realized how much she’d hidden her own pain, trying to protect both of us.

One day, while cleaning the attic, mom handed me something wrapped in a cloth. It was an old scrapbook. One Elena had made in secret.

Page after page of memories—our birthdays, school plays, holidays. Photos, drawings, even little notes.

One page had this written in big, careful letters: “My sister is my favorite story.”

I couldn’t breathe for a minute.

I decided to do something with all of it. The letters. The photos. Her voice.

I created a small blog. Called it “Letters from Elena.” I shared her story. Our story. Honestly. Rawly.

It went viral.

Thousands of people messaged me. Some shared similar regrets. Some said they’d finally reach out to the sibling they hadn’t spoken to in years. Some just said thank you.

One message stayed with me.

“I was about to cut off my brother. Then I read your story. And I called him instead.”

That was the reward. Not a perfect ending. But a meaningful one.

I’ll always regret the years I lost. But I’m grateful for the truth. And for the chance to forgive, even if it came too late.

Because sometimes, life gives you a second chance—not to fix the past, but to honor it.

So if you’re holding on to old anger, I hope you let it go.

And if you’ve ever lost someone with things left unsaid—write them a letter. Even if they’ll never read it.

Sometimes, the act of writing heals what words never could.

If this story touched you, please share it. You never know who might need to hear it today.

“In God’s presence, faith grows deeper and stronger with every prayer.”
18/10/2025

“In God’s presence, faith grows deeper and stronger with every prayer.”

10/10/2025

Happy Birthday, Mom ❤️

There are so many things I want to say, but I’ll start with this — you mean the world to me. Truly.

You’ve always been my safe space — the one person who loves me so deeply, so gently, and so unconditionally. Your care, your kindness, your endless love… I feel it every single day, in everything you do. You’ve supported me when I couldn’t support myself, you’ve prayed for me when I didn’t even know I needed it, and you’ve shown me what it means to be strong by loving with a full heart.

I just want you to know I see you. I see the sacrifices you’ve made, the little things you do without asking for thanks, or a reward and the love you pour into us your daughters.
I appreciate you more than words could ever fully express.

Thank you for being not just my mother, but my biggest cheerleader, my comfort, my peace. You’re irreplaceable. I love you so much, and I’m so grateful that I get to call you my mom.

Happy Birthday, my mother. 💐
You deserve joy and all the love in the world — today and always.

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