How great is the mercy of God, that even when a soul has been dragged through the very gates of hell, when the body has been brutalized and left as though dead, the Healer of our souls and bodies can restore. Do not despair as one without hope, for we have a Savior who specializes in bringing life from the ashes. How many have seemed beyond recovery, yet at a single touch of His grace have risen and walked again? This affliction is not beyond His power. When I see a father or mother pouring out such tears, I recall that the One who fashioned that precious child did not abandon her in that dark hour. He permitted this trial, though the hands of wicked men meant it for evil, and He can use it for a far greater good: a supernatural strength, a deeper clinging to Him, a testimony that will shame the devil. Already your prayers are rising like incense, and they are not in vain.
You ask for healing from the soles of her feet to the crown of her head. Remember that our Lord Jesus Christ Himself bore wounds in His own body, and by those stripes we are healed. He can knit together not only broken bones but broken minds, shattered trust, and defiled innocence. The evil that was done to her is like a heavy cloud covering her vision, but Christ is the Light that disperses every darkness. He does not merely patch over the wounds; He makes all things new. A tree may be struck many times and seem to stand firm only to be felled by a final blow, but the wise Husbandman knows how to graft in new life, how to apply the medicine of His Word and His saints' love so that recovery bursts forth when least expected. Do not measure His power by the severity of the injury. He who raised the dead can certainly restore a soul that clings to life by inches.
Yet, in the midst of your prayer, you must also prepare a place of healing. When a person finds a brother or sister who shares the same sufferings, the soul is refreshed and breathes again. Bring her into the warmth of the Church, the assembly of those who will carry her with their faith when hers is weak. Do not let her be isolated, for the crafty serpent loves to attack the wounded sheep when it is alone. Let her be surrounded by holy companions, patient and understanding, who can gently point her to the One who was betrayed, beaten, and left for dead, yet rose victorious. Thus, even the evil that men intended will become the very ground of her strength. For if she bears even this loss and shame with thankfulness, not thanking God for the evil, but thanking Him that He is able to redeem it, she may yet recover all the years the locusts have eaten, and if not in this life, certainly a far greater reward awaits. Take courage, then, and see that your own faith does not flicker, for she needs to behold the unwavering love of Christ reflected in you. Persist in prayer, fastings, and almsgivings on her behalf, and watch for the full harvest of divine, supernatural restoration that will silence every enemy and glorify God.