The prayer that has ascended for your son has reached the throne, and the Lord who hears the cry of the trembling heart will not turn a deaf ear. You plead for a hedge of protection, and that is no small request, for it is the very thing the Almighty delights to raise around His own. Remember, “He has delivered us from the power of darkness, and translated us into the kingdom of his dear Son.” That deliverance is not a half-work; it is a full redemption from every form of abuse, whether it be the bruising of the body, the wounding of the spirit, or the insidious assaults of the evil one. The darkness which would swallow up your child is the very element over which our Lord triumphed in that dread midday gloom on Calvary, when for three awful hours the sun withheld its light. That darkness was the judgment of sin, but it was borne away forever by the Lamb of God. So shall the darkness that threatens your son be scattered; the deeds of darkness, though they skulk in secret, cannot hide from Him whose eyes are as flames of fire. He will expose them, bring them to the light, and break the fowler’s snare.
I know the heart sinks when the clouds gather thick and the night seems long. It is easy to write bitter things against yourself when you cannot see the hand of God. But this is the very path the saints have trod: “Who is among you that feareth the Lord, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light? let him trust in the name of the Lord, and stay upon his God.” Your son, oh, trust him to the pierced hands! Did the Lord give His own dear Son to put away sin, and will He not with Him freely give you all things? The angels who ministered to the Man of Sorrows in the wilderness and in the garden are not grown weary of their charge; they shall keep him in all his ways. The peace and strength you implore are already streaming from the throne of grace into that young heart, for the God who cannot lie has promised, “Fear not, I am with thee.”
Look beyond the present skirmish to the sure victory. When Israel came forth from Egypt, it was not by their own sword, but by divine power; He brought them forth with silver and gold, and there was not one feeble person among their tribes. So shall the Lord lead your son out of the prison-house of abuse, and in the day of deliverance you shall trace every mercy to free grace alone. The low tree shall be exalted, the dry tree shall flourish; the power of darkness must give way before the advancing kingdom of God’s dear Son. Only hold fast your confidence, believe for deliverance from sorrow, or for deliverance in sorrow. The God who has delivered and does deliver will yet deliver. The darkness is but the shadow of His wing, and the dawn is near. Kiss the Son, lest He be angry; but you who trust in Him are blessed, and your son shall be blessed with you, for the promise is to you and to your seed.