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By William Van Zyl

Published on October 7, 2025

I share my artwork with you, and a secret – wait for it.

IMAGE: “ Man’s Candle.” Acrylic/oil paint/burlap with cold wax – on plywood. Size: 700 x 900 mm. Credit: The Author. Completed in October 2025

IMAGE: Close-up of the candle and flame.

The Midnight Encounter

At five minutes past midnight, Benjamin Frankle was in grave danger.

Rain lashed against the rusted tin roof like shards of glass, thunder rolled through the valley, and lightning flashed, cutting the darkness into trembling fragments of silver.

In the dim glow of a flickering lantern, Benjamin faced a tall, armed man wielding a machete. His eyes burned with greed and desperation. Behind Benjamin stood a heavy iron door, its frame wrapped in thick chains, a massive padlock covered in water. The storm poured out its fury.

IMAGE: Benjamin is confronted by a man with a machete.

Benjamin guarded that door for twenty long years. Only he knew what lay beyond it—and he had vowed never to let another soul see it.

The machete came down in a flash.
The blade struck the padlock, and in that instant, a brilliant burst of light exploded from the metal. The chain fell to the floor like a serpent uncoiled. The iron door creaked open. The perpetrater then forced his way to the front door. Benjamin, slowly—too slowly—as if reluctant to reveal what was hidden behind it, had no choice but to open the doors to the large chest of drawers in the room.

“Open the door or I’ll kill you!”

The intruder, trembling, stepped inside. Against the far wall stood a large wooden cupboard with several locked drawers. With wild swings of his machete, he shattered the locks, yanked the drawers open, and spilt their contents across the cold floor.

An alarm clock, a cheque book, and five rolls of cash were scattered at his feet.
No jewels. No gold. No secret maps.

The man grabbed what he could, ran out the front door, and vanished into the storm.

Benjamin fell to his knees. His shaking hands reached out to the open drawers—now empty—and the truth struck him harder than the blow of any weapon:

The locks had never protected the valuables.

The cupboard had protected the secret hidden behind it.

Behind the cupboard was the entrance to the real secret room.

The Hidden Room Within

Benjamin’s midnight battle is more than fiction—it is the mirror of the soul. There is a secret room in the heart which only the owner knows—a chamber which nobody can access. There is a hidden entrance to that door.

However, there is one that accesses it without our permission. Yes, there is only one. Not a perpetrator but a loving, kind Spirit.

Each of us has an inner secret room within us. Chained and locked, behind the secret we have. This is where we store the things we don’t want anyone to see. It is where our fears, failures, regrets, and hidden motives dwell—the inner depths of our hearts.

We guard it carefully. We even guard it from ourselves.

But the light of God cannot be kept out forever.

As the Scripture says in Proverbs 20:27 (NKJV):

“The spirit of a man is the lamp of the Lord,
searching all the inner depths of his heart.”

This is the secret:
God’s searchlight doesn’t come from the outside—it burns within. The Lord uses our own spirit as His lamp, shining through the corridors of our conscience and revealing what lies beneath the surface.

When the Light Touches the Lock

When the machete met the padlock, the flash of light symbolised the moment of truth—when illumination meets human concealment.

The alarm clock, cheque book, and cash represent what we treasure most:

Time — the hours we cannot reclaim.
Possessions — the records of our earthly pursuits.
Resources — the material blessings we strive to secure.

We guard these things, believing they define us.

However, God’s Spirit does not need permission to search out our hearts. He does not enter as a thief, but as a merciful Father. he goes deeper, into the uttermost secret places of our hearts.

Yet when the Lord’s lamp shines, we see how small they are compared to the vastness of the soul—the other unseen chambers are laid bare.

The most significant revelation is not what we lose when the locks break—it’s what we gain when the light enters, when the unseen chambers are exposed to light.

The Awakening

When Benjamin fainted, he symbolised surrender—the moment a person stops fighting against God’s searching light.

When he awoke, everything had changed. The thief had stolen the symbols, but the truth remained: the real treasure had never been gold or silver. It had always been the deep secrets of the heart and the light within. It remains—no one can take it.

Sometimes, God allows the doors of our secrets to burst open, not to shame us, but to set us free. What is exposed in His light is not destroyed—it is redeemed.

The Lamp Within

Every human being carries a lamp—a divine spark placed by God at birth. It is meant to burn brightly, guiding our steps and revealing the way home.

Yet many of us hide that flame beneath the clutter of pride, guilt, or pain. We shut the door, chain it up, and tell ourselves it’s safer that way. But God, in His mercy, comes with light—not to accuse, but to awaken.

His searching is not an interrogation.
It is illumination.
It is the gentle uncovering of truth that heals rather than harms, that purifies rather than punishes.

The Secret Revealed

So here is the secret:
The light you fear will destroy you is the very light that will set you free.

Let the Lord’s lamp search your heart. Let Him open the secret drawers you’ve locked tight—out of sight. The truth He finds there will not condemn you—it will cleanse you.

When His Spirit searches your soul, darkness flees, fear dissolves, and peace takes its place.

The secret, once hidden, becomes your most remarkable testimony:
That God’s light in you is stronger than any chain, deeper than any shadow, and brighter than any secret you’ve ever kept.

Hyssop can cleanse you:

When King David wrote the words “cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean” in Psalm 51:7, he was drawing on the ancient Israelite practice of using a bundle of hyssop branches to apply the blood of a sacrifice or cleansing water during ritual purification. This practice tied the physical plant to the symbolic cleansing from sin and defilement. David asked God to purify him with the blood of a lamb. In the New Testament, Jesus is the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world. Jesus can cleanse us and purify us. His blood has the Power to cleanse us from all sin.

A Prayer of Illumination

Heavenly Father,
You are the Light that searches every hidden place within me.
No secret is hidden from Your gaze, and no shadow is too deep for Your love to reach.
I open the locked rooms of my heart to You now—
The memories I’ve buried, the wounds I’ve ignored,
And the fears I’ve tried to guard with heavy chains.

Shine Your lamp upon my spirit, Lord.
Reveal what needs to be healed, forgiven, and released.
Search me, O God, and know my heart;
Cleanse me from all that keeps me distant from You.

Let Your light bring peace where there has been turmoil,
Truth where there has been confusion,
And freedom where there has been fear.

Today, I surrender my secret places to Your mercy.
May Your Spirit dwell within me—
A lamp that never fades, a fire that purifies,
A light that leads me home.

Wash and cleanse me with your precious Blood.

In Jesus’ holy name,
Amen.

Scriptural Anchor

“The spirit of a man is the lamp of the Lord, searching all the inner depths of his heart.”
— Proverbs 20:27 (NKJV)

About the Author

William Van Zyl writes faith-based reflections exploring the intersection of light, truth, and human experience. His storytelling blends creative fiction with spiritual insight, revealing the beauty of redemption and the transformative power of God’s Word.