Psalm 142:7 has been my life verse for over 10 years now. Most people that know me know that I spent most of my teens and early 20s in institutions and jails due to my addictions and anger. I rededicated my life to Christ while awaiting sentencing on a Battery charge, and subsequently spent 30 months in prison. During that time, the 142nd Psalm meant so much to me. It was God's promise to me. It was prophecy over my life.
I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy. I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my trouble. When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who know my way. In the path where I walk men have hidden a snare for me. Look to my right and see; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life. I cry to you, O LORD; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living." Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.
I used to read that over and over again, day after day, night after night. It was my deal with God.
"God, if You set me free from this prison, I will praise You. I will worship You. That's what I will dedicate my life to."
He did, and I have.
What's even more amazing is that through His blessing and guidance I have become a Pastor. And through His church He has surrounded me with righteous people. Not by my work, but because of His goodness to me. That is awesome! When I look back at being in prison and praying over that scripture, I see so clearly that He is true to His Word!