Reflections of a Pit-Dweller
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
"From sinking sand, He lifted me" says the old gospel song. The pit is narrow and it feels like I can't move or breathe. It's black down there too. And I am stuck, hopelessly mired. It doesn't matter whether I was pushed in or slid in or jumped in, the end is the same. I'm down in there and I can't see God at all.
There are multiple pits in my life, some of my own making and some of others making. Food addiction is the one where I've been wallowing in the mud longest and feel the most hopeless.
"I waited patiently for the Lord and He heard my cry!" Cry out to God, Pit Dweller. "Lord have mercy on me down in this pit, and lift me out" So I'm waiting patiently for Him to put me on solid ground, a place I can live in victory, not defeat. I may be on solid ground now, but I'm so afraid of slipping right back in. So I'm hanging onto Him for dear life.
The way out of the pit(s) I was in bagan with a few days away with my husband doing a romance package with a couples massage. I had time to read a book by Beth Moore, Get Out of the Pit, and prayed the Scripture she has in the back each day. It involved a Bible Conference on prayer this last weekend, and the realization that my prayers were being hindered by some unconfessed sin (not to God, but to others in my life). Getting right with those peopleand then going on a prayer retreat myself yesterday was the next step. I literally dropped everything yesterday because I needed to be with God. It involved saying "yes, Lord" to him in some areas where I was struggling to accept His plan for me as his servant.
Now I'm trying to sing a new song, because that is the proof I'm out of the pit (He put a new song in my mouth, even praise to our God). He is the most amazing Pit-Delivering God. "On Christ the Solid Rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand, all other ground is sinking sand."