“I waited patiently for the Lord to help me… He lifted me out of the pit of despair and set my feet on solid ground… He gave me a new song to sing, a hymn of praise to our God… Oh, the joys of those who trust the Lord.” Psalm 40:1-4
Heavenly Father, what a story this Psalm tells—from the pit of despair to robust singing. Though our “pits” differ from King David’s, we can relate to his helplessness—even as we long for his joyfulness. Meet us where we are, and take us where you please, Abba. Thank you that the Gospel provides every-pit grace.
Some of us are in a messy-story–pit with only a faint hint of resolution insight. Good people—your people, often experience the same situation differently. We can only see from our vantage (or disadvantage) point. Bring your grace to the fraying edges of our waiting, patience, and kindness. To “err on the side of mercy” isn’t an error. It’s to trust in you.
Others are in a fear-pit—a health, financial, trauma, or relational crisis. We don’t know what to do, but we do affirm we belong to you, Abba. Send the right friends, angels we don’t recognize, wisdom from above, mercy from across the street … it makes no difference the messenger, as long as they come from you.
Lastly, some of us might be in an old or new disconnect-from-Abba-pit. We haven’t disowned you, Father—and much more importantly, you haven’t disowned us. Whether we’ve drifted from you by under-nourishment, unguarded hearts, foolish choices, and/or isolation by the devil—the feeling of disconnect is real, but we know the way home to you is always paved with grace. Let us hear your feet running towards us, Abba. Thank you. So Very Amen.