A bottomless chasm yawned open before me. Battered from the past year’s events and bruised by the continued onslaught, I barely held myself back from tumbling headlong into the black hole before me. I was so tired, so weary, and in so much pain. I did not know if I could stand any longer. I believed in God. I believed his promises. I knew that he used trials to mature my faith and that he would somehow be working good amid the destruction around me.
Yet, it was in following the footsteps he set before me I had come to this place.
A shrill ring filled the air, and my heart jumped with fear. Hesitantly, I picked up the phone and listened to the words that informed me of more bad news. Something more horrible than I could imagine was coming true.
The ground gave way under my feet, and I fell headlong into the black abyss.
I tried to recall a promise of God, but I couldn’t. My mind was numb. I scrambled to find a handhold or a foothold, but there was nothing I could to stop the freefall.
The blackness swallowed me. Tears poured down my cheeks as I wept out to God. The pain was so deep and dark that I could not find words to express it.
Seconds passed, and then the phone rang again. I don’t know why I answered, but I did. It was my sister. When I could not form words to answer her questions, she realized something had happened.
And she prayed for me.
I don’t remember her words, but I know God used that prayer to stop my freefall. He showed me that in the chaos, he was there with me. I wasn’t alone, nor was I freefalling in a bottomless pit.
I was freefalling into his hands. When I couldn’t hang on, he was with me. When I couldn’t speak, he sent someone to pray for me.
When I fell, he caught me. That day I experienced first hand that it isn’t my faith in God that holds me. Nor is it my ability to believe in his promises that enables me to stand. When I am overwhelmed beyond what I can endure, it is God, in whom I have believed, that holds me.
Circumstances can overwhelm me, but they can’t overcome the God who holds me. In my weakness, I can see his strength much more clearly.
My circumstances didn’t change that day. The road has been long and filled with much trouble, but God used that day to show me that even when I am overwhelmed and can’t hang on, he’s holding me.
I don’t know what you are facing today, but my prayer is that you will know that you are not facing it alone. God is with you –
In whatever you are facing.