I often have a sense of worship that settles over me. I don’t mean worship in the sense of being gathered with others but that God has gathered me. He has assembled me to Him. He has brought me to Himself. He has come to my sacred space. Each one of us is created to be a sacred space; we are the place where God lives and dwells. We are the place and time where God touches humanity and communicates himself. We are the temple of God, the sanctuary and the house of God. We are the sacred space and the sacred place. There is no other.
A sacred space is a point of connection between heaven and earth where God manifests and our human consciousness opens to receive the revelation. Sometimes the point of contact is in an external and isolated place and sometimes it is strictly internal. An example of external isolation is the encounter of God with Jacob when he was sent to Paddan-Aram to choose a wife. At the end of the first day he found a solitary place to spend the night, chose a stone for a pillow, and lay down on the ground. He had a dream: a ladder, standing on the ground with its top reaching to heaven. The angels of God were going up and down on the ladder and the Lord was standing over him saying, “I am the Lord, the God of Abraham your father, and the God of Isaac. I will give to you and your descendants the land on which you are lying. Then Jacob awoke from his sleep and said, “Truly the Lord is in this place and I never knew it.”
“But the hour is coming, and is now here, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for the Father is seeking such people to worship him.” Jesus