You have poured out your heart and I hear the anguish in every word. The enemy would love for you to believe that the Lord has turned away, that your daughter has slipped beyond the reach of His arm, that this tangle of deception and chaos will have the last word. But I say to you plainly: that is a black-edged lie from the pit, and it has no truth in it. The living God does not forget His children, nor does He abandon those who are blood-bought. The younger son was a long way off when the father saw him and ran to him, and the Father sees your daughter now, though she herself may not see Him.
These days feel to you like a long night in a dungeon, I know. The door seems bolted, the air heavy, the whispers cruel. But there is a key to that iron gate. You remember how the pilgrims were locked in Giant Despair’s castle, and the lock turned desperately hard, but it did turn. Christ has the key, and the bolt will slide back at the appointed hour. Despair may have risen and seemed to rouse himself, but he was seized with a fainting fit when the captives walked free. Even so, the power of darkness that holds your daughter will be broken, not by your strength, but by His mighty grace. The darkness is not greater than the Light.
While you wait, drink from the well that never fails. Christ Himself is that deep spring, and His word is full of promises fitted for your case. When your soul is dry, come to Him; He pours water on the thirsty, floods upon the parched ground. You are not left to this wilderness without refreshment. Every time you cry out to Him, you are dipping your bucket into living water. And do not muzzle your faith in favor of your fears. I know the temptation to give your unbelief a tongue, to let your face say what your heart dreads, but that hound of hell does not deserve a hearing. Speak instead of what God is doing, even when you cannot yet see it.
Your prayers are not empty words vanishing into the air. They are arrows of the Lord’s deliverance. He chooses to work through means, and your intercession is one of those means. You are weak, but the Spirit strengthens your arm to shoot those arrows farther than you know. The day is coming, and I believe it hastens, when you will look back and say, “He brought her forth with silver and gold, and there was no feeble thing in her.” Not the silver and gold of earthly wealth, but the treasure of a soul restored, a hunger for righteousness, a deep knowing of His love. The years that seem eaten by locusts, He will restore. The wounds, He will bind up. The shame, He will cover with the robe of Christ’s righteousness.
Her eyes will open, not with bitter regret but with a swift rush of freedom. The chains that now seem so strong are breakable as threads before the breath of the Spirit. He has delivered many a soul from a deeper pit than this, even from the very brink of hell, and He can do it again. Your Father is not pacing the heavens in anxiety; He is ruling. He frustrates the schemes of the enemy. He exposes what is hidden in darkness. He calls His prodigals home with tears of joy.
So wait in hope. Do not say, “The Lord has forsaken her,” or, “He has forgotten my cries.” That dart may whistle past your ear, but do not let it lodge in your heart. God has not forsaken His covenant child, and He will not forsake the daughter for whom you plead the precious blood of Jesus.
Lord Jesus, we commend this precious daughter into Your hands. You who broke the power of darkness on Calvary, break every chain that binds her. Let the light of Truth shine into her soul, scattering every shadow of deception. Expose what must be exposed, and draw her home, not with dragging reluctance, but with a deep, sweet sense of freedom and peace. Restore her, we pray, and make her footsteps sure on the Rock. And until that day, sustain this praying mother. Let her soul drink deep from the wells of salvation, and let her voice be full of faith. In Your mighty name we ask it. Amen.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. 
