The Pits of Life

What Do You Crave Most?

At Craving God Ministries our goal is to provide encouragement through truth in the word to ignite passion and relationship so that you can answer this question with the one thing that matters most, God.


This week I will be speaking at a church in my hometown about “Infant Loss” at a very special remembrance ceremony. I will be speaking to families who have also experienced the devastating, heart shattering loss of a baby. I keep thinking to myself, “What in the world will I say to them?”  I have so much, but yet so little I can say to them. This is what keeps stirring in my heart…

I waited patiently for the Lord;
     He turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
     out of the mud and mire;
He set my feet on a rock
     and gave me a firm place to stand.
He put a new song in my mouth,
     a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear the Lord
     and put their trust in him.
Psalm 40:1-3 NIV 

I wouldn’t say that I waited patiently because it sure didn’t feel that way when I urged and begged God to help me, but even so God heard my cry!! You see, even when we don’t do our part, He ALWAYS does His!!

Pit – a prison; a dungeon; a grave; a low or wretched psychological state; (the pit) literary hell.

The second verse is what I keep going back to. This is what I hope to speak about. December 6th, will mark the three-year anniversary that my baby passed away. I could never ever speak words that would describe the pain and sadness I have felt. Such heartache that it doesn’t even feel human. I waited, I hoped, I prayed, and I believed that God would help lift me out of the misery of the deep, dark, muddy, ugly, dirty pit of grief and loss, but I didn’t know when or how it would be possible.

God’s power is such that He can and He WILL help the weakest. When you have no control, He has complete control.

I’m not sure when it happened, but I can now look back and say to you with both of my hands raised up to the sky that I am no longer in that horrific pit!! I think He was slowly lifting me up though I couldn’t see it or feel it. I cry, I hurt, and long to see my baby boy, but I do so from firm ground, knowing that each day that passes I am one day closer to seeing him again and God in glory forever.

And because of that I can sing a new song. A song of complete praise! Praising God for lifting me up out of the pit and raining down blessings that have helped wash me clean. I can see Him clearly and my trust is in Him.

Sing a new song to Him,
who sits on Heaven’s mercy seat.

Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty
Who was and is to come with all creation
I sing praise to the King of kings
You are my everything and I will adore You
~Revelation Song by Kari Jobe


Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help,
Love lifted me.
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help,
Love lifted me.

We all face different “pits” in life … depression, infertility, grief, divorce, and many more.

My hope is that you are encouraged if you are reading this and you are in a muddy pit. Keep looking up. Keep believing. Keep waiting. Keep praying. I have complete confidence that if you look to Him, He will lift you out, just like He lifted me.

Below is my prayer for you.

Dear Heavenly Father,

I thank you for the person reading this. Lord, they are hurting, struggling, and feel lost and at times even smothered and numbed by their pain and sadness. I know you hear them crying out to you and I pray that you bless them and lift them out of the pit they’re in. Give them a firm place to stand. You are a good God and I pray your goodness rain down upon them.

In Jesus’ Precious Name. Amen. 

~ Crystal Buck

 The Pits of Life

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