Memorial Day Weekend means the start of summer with family and the celebration of my Daddy’s birthday. This year wasn’t any different except my Daddy was turning 60, so the celebration was amplified with camping, boating, fishing, and a lesson on how Papa rescues us from any pit.
True story. The sunset was upon us, a misty breeze, the smell of smores in the campfire.
And all of a sudden, uncontrollable yelps and the site of my 3 year old daughter laying in the fire pit surrounded by blazing flames. Overwhelming fear and desperation was in the air. My husband Fernando stood firm and reacted with a ninja move that pulled her out of the flames and threw her onto her back with a supernatural power that suppressed the flames on her shirt and hair. Say what!?!? And an hour later, Marisol is sitting back on a lawn chair enjoying the smore that was placed on hold during her episode of playing with fire. Say what?!? Neighbors in the camp ground stopped by to give praises to our Lord. Chills down my spine as I write this and my mind becomes flooded with a montage of images from that experience. And he put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God (Psalm 40:3).
Isn’t that all of us? Sometimes we are in pits of the unknown or pits with a vicious lion. Admittedly, that is me often. In deep desperation as I get in and out of the pits. And the Bible gives us a great example of David's experience found in Psalm 40. David leads us through six stages of his experience that depicts how God snatches us out of the flames we stumble into as his children. 1) David is in a muddy pit; 2) he cries to God for help; 3) he waits for the Lord; 4) God draws him out of the pit to safety; 5) God gives David a new song to sing; 6) many others come to trust God. Say what? In a matter of seconds, I experienced a sense of desperation to a sense of security and such a strong feeling of God's nearness and help. Now the test - can I make David’s pattern and my recent experience part of my daily life?
Hopelessness, helplessness, desperation, rock bottom, overworked, frustration as the mother of four needy children, the impossible expectations of work or school, suffering of an illness, or like my daughter in a physical pit and an attack from the enemy. What is your pit? It can be anything that threatens to ruin the purposeful life that our King has designed for you. Your pit wants to take your purpose away. But like my little girl who trips into the fire pit and yells out to her daddy. We must remember that when life takes us to the pit, we must cry out immediately, "Daddy! Papa! Heavenly Father" because God loves to answer childlike prayers. And He does it again and again! He saves us from our misery. May we not slip back in the world and take our blessing in life for granted. But because of our fallen nature, we fail. And one of the ways God keeps us awake is by letting us hit the pits, leaving us there a while and then bringing us out into the freshness of His grace and mercy again. When you are in the pits, remember Psalm 40: cry out to the Lord like a helpless child; then humbly and hopefully wait patiently for the Lord; and when He comes in His own time and makes you secure, then sing a new song to His grace so people can see and fear and put their trust in the Lord. The Lord took me to Psalms 40 because He knew the healing it would give me. Papa knew it would happen and prepared the way of escape. My lovely husband (Fernando) that I often challenge in more ways that I like to admit and especially for doing his martial arts, was chosen with his exact skills! He was where he was supposed to be. Thank you Jesus!
Psalm 40 was just ALL so healing for me.
I waited patiently for the Lord;
and he inclined to me, and heard my cry.
He brought me up out of the pit of destruction,
out of the miry clay;
And he set my feet upon a rock,
making my footsteps firm.
And he put a new song in my mouth,
a song of praise to our God;
Many will see and fear,
And will trust in the Lord.
How blessed is the man who has made
the Lord his trust,
And has not turned to the proud,
nor to those who lapse into falsehood.
Many, O Lord my God,
are the wonders which thou hast done,
And thy thoughts toward us;
There is none to compare with thee;
If I would declare and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to count.
Sacrifice and meal offering thou hast not desired;
My ears thou has opened;
Burnt offering and sin offering
thou hast not required.
Then I said, "Behold, I come;
In the scroll of the book it is written of me;
I delight to do thy will, O my God;
Thy law is within my heart."
I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness
in the great congregation;
Behold, I will not restrain my lips,
O, Lord thou knowest.
I have not hidden thy righteousness
within my heart;
I have spoken of thy faithfulness
and thy salvation;
I have not concealed thy lovingkindness
and thy truth from the great congregation.
Thou, O Lord, wilt not withhold
thy compassion from me;
Thy lovingkindness and thy truth
will continually preserve me.
For evils beyond number have surrounded me;
My iniquities have overtaken me,
so that I am not able to see;
They are more numerous
than the hairs of my head;
And my heart has failed me.
Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me;
Make haste, O Lord, to help me!
Let those be ashamed and humiliated together
Who seek my life to destroy it;
Let those be turned back and dishonored
Who delight in my hurt.
Let those be appalled because of their shame
Who say to me, "Aha, aha!"
Let all who seek thee rejoice
and be glad in thee;
Let those who love thy salvation say continually,
"The Lord be magnified!"
Since I am afflicted and needy,
Let the Lord be mindful of me;
Thou art my help and my deliverer;
Do not delay, O my God.
Bridge to Thrive, Co-founder