The other day I was lamenting that it seems like all that is holy to a person has been robbed. Stolen by a particular individual or others.
But then I realized there are secret things between the Lord and I, things only he and I know about. Not many, but of those many, they are sacred and precious. And as long as I tell no one, they can never be stolen from me. It is a remnant of that which is holy that man cannot defile as long as it stays between myself and the Lord.
Guard the holy.
