Our farm house had an icky basement, dirt floor, exposed beams and drafty walls. We used it to store the jars of fruit and pickles I prepared over the summer. I hated it down there. Who knew what lurked in its shadows?
The High Priest, Caiaphas, had a grotty basement too. So grotty that it was actually a dungeon. Imagine how it felt to live over top of a holding cell. Imagine what it felt like to be in one. What did Jesus think while he sat in there after his arrest in the Garden of Gethsemane? Was he dwelling on all the dungeons he would clean by way of the cross?
Now let’s address our personal dungeons; the dungeons of our minds, the places we hide the things we don’t want to face. No matter how bad we think it is, rest assured, the Holy Spirit has been in worse. Ours does not frighten him.
For those who are according to the flesh and are controlled by its unholy desires set their minds on and pursue those things which gratify the flesh, but those who are according to the Spirit and are controlled by the desires of the Spirit set their minds on and seek those things which gratify the [Holy] Spirit. (Romans 8:5, AMP)
Prayer – Thanks God, come take a peek now please? Thanks. Amen