Before anything else, I want you to know that if you or your son are in immediate danger, please reach out to your local emergency services right now. There is no shame in seeking help when a wolf is at the door, and swift action may be the very means God uses to shield your child. For ongoing support and a listening ear from someone in your own country, you can visit
findahelpline.com. The Lord works through many hands, and He has not left you without help in the world.
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You have prayed a mother's prayer, or a father's, or the prayer of one who loves as deeply as any parent, and such prayers reach the throne with a peculiar swiftness. There is a cry that rises from the depths of a soul that fears for another, and it is a cry that Heaven never disregards. You have asked for a hedge of protection round your son, and you have asked the Lord of Hosts to expose the deeds of darkness. This is not a small thing you have done. You have taken your stand in the very place where the battle is fiercest and you have appealed to the One who has never lost a fight with the Prince of Darkness.
I would have you picture what you have really asked for. When you pray that dark deeds be brought to light, you are asking the God who said, "Let there be light" to speak again over your son's situation. And you know, do you not, that Satan's chief element is darkness? He is, as the Book calls him, the prince of darkness, and his servants love the dark because their deeds are evil. But our God is the Father of Lights. There is not a corner, not a locked room, not a whispered threat, not a hidden cruelty that He cannot illuminate with a glance. You have asked for precisely that, for the divine searchlight to sweep through your son's life and scatter every shadow. That is a bold prayer, and it is a prayer according to His will.
I know your heart is trembling even as your faith reaches up. You lie awake at night, or your mind drifts to your boy a dozen times a day, and a cold dread settles on you. You imagine what might be happening in the secret places, and your thoughts grow very dark. But listen: Satan is the father of gloom, and dread is one of his infernal officers. Your anxious imagining is not prophecy. Your fears are not the voice of God. The Lord has heard your cry, and He is even now at work. The enemy would have you believe that the darkness is winning, that the abuse will go on unchecked, that your son is alone. But God sits above the darkness. He is the King who can turn midnight into noon in an instant. Remember that strange hour at Calvary when the sun hid its face and darkness covered the land? It seemed the blackest moment in all history, God suffering, or the world perishing, and yet it was the very hour when redemption was being bought. God's greatest work was done in the thick darkness. Do not think, then, that He has forgotten your son because things look dim just now. The light is coming.
And as for the hedge of protection, you have asked for angels to surround your boy. That is no fancy. The promise stands: "He shall give His angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways." The devil himself knows that verse, for he twisted it in the wilderness, but he could not erase it. The charge is real. The King's messengers attend the children of the King. I would not be surprised if, even now, there are watchers around your son that his abusers cannot see, a ring of fire through which no destroyer may pass. Keep your boy lifted up, and do not cease to set him in that sacred circle.
There is a particular mercy in your prayer that I must press upon you: you have asked that the works of darkness be exposed. Do you see what this means? It is not merely that your son would escape, but that the evil itself would be dragged into the open. God has a way of doing this. He plucks off crowns from the heads of princes. He tears the fine linen and scarlet from the rich oppressor. He pours contempt upon everything that vaunts itself against His lordship. The very thing that now crouches in the dark, swelling with its own power, will be brought low. I have seen Him do it. I have seen a love letter arrive in a black-edged envelope, a hard Providence that felt like death at first, but inside, God had folded deliverance. The hidden thing was made known, and the prisoner walked free. He will do it for your son. The key will turn in that iron lock, though it go desperately hard. And when the giant of despair or the tyrant of abuse wakes to seize his prey, he will be gripped by one of his fainting fits, and your son will step out into the light.
Until that day, steady your heart with this: your son is not under the power of darkness. The Prince of Darkness has no rights over the child of a praying parent. He may tempt, he may roar, he may send his hounds of hell sniffing about, but your son belongs to another Kingdom. You have transferred him, by prayer and by the blood of Jesus, into the Kingdom of Light. Stand on that ground. Do not give the tongue to your unbelief that you have been giving to your fear. It is a pity when we speak more of our dread than of our God. Muzzle that hound of doubt, and instead open your mouth in faith. Say it aloud in your room: "I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord." Say it for your son: "He shall live, and declare the works of the Lord." For the promise is not only for ourselves when we are in the pit, it is for our children, too. The Lord can deal with sinners when they are on the very brink. He can rescue souls when the soil is crumbling beneath their feet. He can reach down and snatch your boy even from the edge of the Pit.
One more word, and it is a quiet one. When the children of Israel came up out of Egypt, the Book says there was not one feeble person among their tribes. God brought them forth with silver and gold, and He made them strong. I do not believe your son will come out of this trial broken beyond repair. No, I believe that when deliverance dawns, and dawn it will, you will look upon him and see a wholeness that defies what he has suffered. God's deliverances are attended with enrichment. He does not merely pluck us from the fire; He restores the years the locust has eaten. Your boy will not be defined by what was done in the dark. He will be defined by the God who led him out.
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Let us bow together before the throne.
O Father of Lights, with whom there is no darkness at all, we bring this dear child before You now. He is precious in the sight of his parent, and infinitely more precious in Yours. We plead the hedge of Your protection round him this very hour, not a hedge of thorns only, but a wall of fire, a garrison of angels, a shadow of the Almighty. Let no abuser draw near his body or his soul. Whatever is done in secret, bring it crashing into the open; let the deeds of darkness be stripped naked before the sun. Humble every proud oppressor, break every wicked arm, and let the captor find himself captive to a holy terror of the Lord. And for this one who prays, steady the trembling heart. Fill the long night watches with songs of deliverance before the deliverance has fully come. Give the gift of a faith that does not waver, a hope that does not wither, and a love that refuses to let go. And Lord, when the story is told, let there be not one feeble person among this household, but let all stand forth in wholeness and in praise. Through Jesus Christ, the Great Deliverer. 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. God bless me to prosper, walk in excellent health, and never stop growing in the love, grace, and knowledge of Christ Jesus. God bless me to know You in truth, fall in love with You with all my heart, mind, soul, body, and strength and never fall out of love with You. Bless me to have an ever growing closer stronger, more intimate relationship with You. Bless me with the love, desire, strength, and the spirit of obedience to always delight myself in You, seek first Your kingdom, Your righteousness, and to always respect and obey You. Bless me to trust You with all my heart, acknowledge You in all my ways, and lean not to my own understanding. Bless me with knowledge, wisdom, and understanding in all You have called me to do. 
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