There Is No Pit So Deep

I don't know about you, but I often lean toward "pondering"....it tends to go along with being a writer I suppose. But I was pondering this statement by Corrie ten Boom. Corrie knew about pits. She had seen the Jews have to dig pits for their own corpses and/or those they loved. She knew what a pit was and how deep they had to be in order to bury or burn so many bodies.

Years ago, syndicated columnist, Erma Bombeck, wrote a book entitled, "If Life is a Bowl of Cherries, Why Am I in the Pits?" I think Erma was referring to the down days of life out of which we're able to "pull ourselves up by our own bootstraps".

Corrie, I believe, was referring to the pit of the muck and mire of death and destruction. The place where it is black as pitch. The place from which we think we shall be "dead" forever, never to experience life in a joyous manner ever again. Just dead. But Corrie is reminding us that it is God who will resurrect us up out of the ashes of despair. He shall lift us up out of the miry clay. We shall see the sun shine again. But we shall also experience Him in a way we had never known Him before in our lives.

Corrie ten Boom in whose prison quadrant was so filled with lice that even the guards dared not go near. And what did she and her sister do while in these confinements? They spoke of Jesus. They shared the Gospel, in the dark, in the pits. Corrie's sister died in the concentration camp, but one day, Corrie was released to reveal to the world all the Lord had taught her while she went through her entire experience from "The Hiding Place".

I'm sure there were times when all hope seemed like this elusive butterfly to even Corrie....and this is why she could write what she did to encourage us all when we're in the miry pit.

That's why we're all here together; both to the Body of Christ and the one who does not know Him yet; to offer hope to the one who has fallen. Our prayers to uphold one another. Our hugs which say, "I love and accept you for who you are". The Eeyore days, but we're invited to the party anyways.

I don't want to throw out any trite, pat answers, but I will tell you that at one point in my life, when my hope was ripped to shreds and I hid alone in the dark, He sent me to Isaiah 50:10 ....my version....Let him who walks in darkness and has no light, trust in the name of the Lord, his God.

And when your trust is shaken to the core and you can't find it, just know that The Holy Spirit, The Comforter, is standing right next to you trusting for you.

Trusting God to throw out the line called Hope to you this day.
Blessings in Christ,
Crista