We make spiritual progress by putting God into every corner of our lives. Most people on the spiritual path are willing to give God a generous portion of their lives, but there is often one little corner where they do not wish the divine Light to shine.
Bluebeard, you remember, kept open house, with the exception of one little room – and there he drew the line. His current wife, or any of the neighbors could go all over the premises and welcome, until they came to that one little room, the Bluebeard chamber, that was forbidden. Yet that one little locked-up room contained the tragedy of the house.
The contents of the Bluebeard room need not be anything that we usually call horrible. There may just be selfishness, laziness, spiritual pride, or any of the more “respectable” but very deadly sins. There may be an old grudge or bitter remorse.
Open every door of your soul to God. Have no place where the light of His presence does not shine.
The secret things belong unto the Lord our God… (Deuteronomy 29:29).
That which we seek to hide from God is usually that thing which is blocking us from God’s promise. Although God knows all, our attempt to hide it has the same effect of Adam and Eve’s hiding from God. It separates us from God although not from God’s love. Our Father would have us open our secret places to can receive all his love and forgiveness so our communion with God and ourselves is total.
When we pry open resentments, insecurities and weaknesses, God’s light will shine in on them and reveal their solutions. Then our spiritual health can benefit from God’s healing grace and forgiveness. No matter how certain we are of the correctness, fairness or need for our hurtful ways, we must reveal and abandon them if we are to receive all of the love, peace and joy God has promised.
So today, let each us us fling open the shutters of our secret rooms and fly freely with God to our gardens.
Flying freely,
Z gardener
Good Morning Garden 
From a longtime “gardener”. Z.
The ongoing difficulty in keeping these things out in the light is that they hide so quickly and well. Remember, perhaps, in the original movie Alien (God bless Sagourney Weaver), when the immature deadly creature erupts from the chest of the crewmember who was its inadvertent incubator, it escapes into the surrounding spaces of the spacecraft with astonishing speed, before anyone could deal with it? These things of ours are very tough. A little room is hardly up to the level of trouble here.
Somehow, in these circumstances, we help one another, subtly or explicitly. Not that we’re good at it, but because the hazard is great and the means limited.