Dawn After the Dark

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds (Psalm 147:3).

My son sent me the following text this morning:
For the past 14 years, when I’m not traveling, Hobby Park has been my personal training grinder 5-6 days a week. (Sadly, this beautiful, family park has become a well-known destination for drug trafficking, prostitution, and male sexual perversion.)

Consistently, I go to Hobby between 9:30 am and 10:30 am. This morning, however, I had an urge to go an hour earlier. Still sore from training yesterday, I didn’t feel like training today, but I went anyway.

As I was turning into Hobby Park, a little red car zoomed into the parking lot. Slamming on the brakes, a woman in her mid-twenties jumped out of the car, barefoot, screaming and crying.

While observing her and her car to see if she was alone, I was calmly praying as she tore off her jacket, car keys flying in the air, and took off walking and crying uncontrollably.

I set up my training stations and went for a warm-up. While I was running, the Holy Spirit started speaking, “My gifts in you are never a burden to Me; they become a burden to your flesh man when you operate within your own logic, common sense, and emotions. Will you apply the effort to crucify your flesh and allow me to touch her with my love?”

I said, “Yes, Lord!”

“Be ready then. As soon as you finish your run, she’s going to come up to you.”

As I came out of the trail, she was walking up the hill, and I said, “Ma’am. Your car keys are right here. I didn’t want you to lose them.”

As soon as she saw me, she ran to me, arms outstretched, and collapsed in my arms, sobbing. I just held her for a moment, then asked if we could sit down. My step-up box became her chair.

She had been molested as a child and was raped this past January. This morning, all the trauma hit her like a tidal wave. She was angry at everyone and everything and felt so abandoned, alone, and unloved.

The Holy Spirit loved her through me and ministered to her broken heart. Like the demoniac recorded in the Bible (Mark 5:1-8), clothed and in his right mind after Jesus set him free, is the scene of my encounter with this young lady. She arrived tormented and left with a measure of calm and peace.

I wanted to share this as it bears witness to God’s Word, and I testify to His love and care for the brokenhearted. ~ Robert Staton 6-9, 26