Devlin Distefano

“Now, taking God at His word, she allowed the door to her heart to gently open. I don’t even know where to begin, Lord. I’ve tried so desperately to bury these thoughts for so long, and now when I need to uncover them, I don’t seem to know where to start. God, You alone know the pain that has burned inside me all these months. You alone know all the feelings I have experienced. Show me, God. Open my eyes to examine all of it. Don’t let me hold anything back anymore. God, I’m begging You to help me. Give me strength to do this. Once again, in the depths of her soul, the familiar words of the Psalmist spoke to her heart. I lift up my eyes unto the hills—from whence does my help come? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.”
― Diane Moody, The Runaway Pastor's Wife