“You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.” – Psalm 30:11-12
I read this verse right after having learned traditional Khmer dances while I was in Cambodia last summer. There were about 10 women teaching us how to dance, and I was struck by the joy that each of these women carried as they danced in a way that seemed to declare their freedom.
Later, we were told that each of these women had been rescued from human trafficking not too long ago. They had been taken out of horrible situations, brought to this village, and discovered a powerful joy in Christ. As I saw these women dancing, I felt like the Lord gave me just a taste of His love for them and His desire to see justice brought to His daughters.
These women taught me something profound. They taught me about the stubborn and relentless love of the Lord who does not give up on His people. They taught me that there is a joy far greater than any sorrow. They taught me the power of having an identity rooted in the Lord, unwavering through trial, and steadfast in hope.
They taught me that just as the Father cares for the sparrow, His care for us will never come to an end.
My name is Megan, and my greatest hope for you is that you may know just how deeply the Father cares for you.