Wednesday, December 3
“I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry. He drew me up from the desolate pit, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure. He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the Lord.” Psalm 40:1-3
I was in a desolate pit. I waited and hoped for God to come and rescue me. He did come, set me on a new and solid ground.