While I was going through this, I was watching my father die from lung cancer. In fact, he died about two weeks after my husband filed for divorce. I learned a lot during that time when I had no home and two teenagers to support. Yes, I lost my home, my husband, the church I attended and finally my father but Jesus was there with me the whole time. He stayed with me. He comforted me. He kept me and my children together and He kept His hand on us.
And so I told this girl a little bit of what I had gone through and that my heart went out to her because I could remember when, only a few years before, I had nothing but God brought me through. He restored me, healed my broken heart and gave me a new husband. It took a few years for all that to happen. But it happened.
So, as I watched the sad girl drive away today, I thought of what happened to me and thought of the women in the jail that I would be going to minister to that night and I stood in my living room and thanked God. He had brought good from what Satan meant for evil and out of it had come a testimony.
I can honestly say that God took care of me through one of the most awful times of my life and I want those hurting women in the jail and the sad young lady going through the divorce to know that God will take care of them too. If they will allow Him into their hearts, He will show Himself faithful.
That's just the kind of God He is.