“He lifted me out of the pit of destruction, out of the sticky mud. He stood me on a rock and made my feet steady.” Psalm 40:2 (NCV)

After a busy and exhausting travel day, I needed rest and wanted space. So, I prayed whoever reserved the seat next to mine would be a no-show.

Then, in walked a young woman wearing ripped jeans and a charcoal gray hoodie.

Down the aisle she came before stopping at my row. “Excuse me. I’m 15A.”

She was tall, thin and looked like a model. Although she tried to get comfortable, her long legs didn’t quite fit into the tiny space between seats. In fact, nothing about her seemed comfortable. Not just the limited room, but how she stared out the window, fingers fidgeting. There was something somber, almost dark, about her countenance.

Halfway into our travels, I noticed tears sliding down her cheeks. I could tell by how she flung them away they weren’t just sad tears, but bitter ones. As hard as I’d prayed for her to be a no-show, I now prayed even harder for God to give me an opportunity to reach her wounded soul.

Her name was Amber. Before long, I knew her story, too. Amber was returning from visiting her father at NJSP. I asked about the acronym, and she spelled it out: New Jersey State Prison. He was an LWOP, she said, which she explained means life without possibility of parole. She told me his crime: murder. In fact, at age 8, Amber watched him murder her mother.

Family tried to convince Amber it was an accident, a drunken fight out of control, but she was still unsure how it all unraveled. What she did know was that after her mother’s brutal death and father’s incarceration, life didn’t get any better. Her uncles sexually abused her for years. As a preteen, she was taken to hotels and sold for sexual favors.

Two hours into her story, Amber gently asked, “Why do I feel these horrible things are my fault? I try to push back the memories, but they keep replaying in my mind.”

As we neared our destination, I began to share how God longed to knit her heart back together. I lovingly shared about a heavenly Father who would never leave, never abandon, never abuse His daughter. She seemed to relax. I could tell the Holy Spirit was setting her free, like a cork released from a bottle.

I shared how God didn’t breathe life into us to let us be swallowed up by its tragedies. No, He gave us life because He loves us and has never stopped thinking about us.

We’re reminded of this truth in today’s key verse: “He lifted me out of the pit of destruction, out of the sticky mud. He stood me on a rock and made my feet steady” (Psalm 40:2).

As I continued sharing, her bitter tears turned into being-made-better tears. The Father was embracing His daughter, and she was responding to His love.

Have you ever felt like falling at Jesus’ feet and blurting out your story? Every time I hear a story like Amber’s, I want to stand up and shout, “I’ve got issues, too!”

In my own prayer times, I’ve blurted out things bothering me, hoping I didn’t make God blush. I’ve asked Him for miracles while crossing my fingers, hoping He wouldn’t bring up my mistakes. I’ve talked about dreams and droned on about my doubts. I’m sure I haven’t been the easiest daughter to deal with, as in some ways we’re all a little challenging.

But here’s the beautiful thing: In all of our time together, I’ve never had my Father get up and walk out of the room. Not once. He stays around until my issues are resolved or until my feelings about them are replaced with His peace. (Philippians 4:7) For that, I’m incredibly grateful!

Heavenly Father, thank You that I’m no longer stuck in the pit of pain and heartache. Today is my day to walk away from grief and defeat — into a place of victory. I believe there are good things in my future. I trust You to replace discouragement with hope and heartache with joy. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

TRUTH FOR TODAY

Isaiah 41:10, “So don’t worry, because I am with you. Don’t be afraid, because I am your God. I will make you strong and will help you; I will support you with my right hand that saves you.” (NCV)

Psalm 34:18, “The LORD is close to the brokenhearted, and he saves those whose spirits have been crushed.” (NCV)

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