That's What Faith Does
That’s What Faith Does
1 Samuel 1:18 “And she said, Let thine
handmaid find grace in thy sight. So the woman went her way, and did eat, and
her countenance was no more sad.”
Hebrews 11;1 “Now
faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”
Hannah was sick, sick to the bone. Elkanah’s other wife jabbed at her and struck
her where it hurt. “You can’t have any
kids! Hardy dee har har! You may get double portions, but I give him
what he loves. It’s called children
Hannah.”
This was a yearly thing at Shiloh. Can you imagine the sore thumb on the calendar. “Oh, it’s sacrificing time again. Wish I could just stay home.” Elkanah didn’t know the depth of his wife’s
pain. “Ain’t I’s better than ten kinder
to yuh Hannah?” He then slipped her a bit more
grub and thought she could eat her way out of depression. Didn’t work.
Hannah said no to
the food, save the drink, and took her tears to the house of the Lord to knock on
His door. Muttering what it looked like
Templeton Rye in her gut, Eli caught wind and thought he’d reinforce the rules
for a change.
“Hey Honey! Yah you.
Don’t you be bringin’ your alcohol up here. It’s the Lord’s house. I seen your lips moving. Now get on.”
“But no my
master. Not had a tipsy bit. I am in sore anguish of soul. Sees mah counterpart, well she’s got a
violent tongue. Wantin’ to give me
whippings seens how I ain’t got a child of my own. Been so sad.”
“Well shoot! That gives me a wonder. Yooze Elkana’s girl, right? May God give you what you been fussin’ about. He hears.”
And then she
changed. It’s like Hannah took the
medicine. Her face lit up. She went back to the party and had something to
eat. One stop at the holy place turned
it all around. But it wasn’t
the church. It wasn’t the preacher. Transformation took hold in her tormented
soul. She had believed.
Now Eli certainly
helped. Like vocalizing out her prayers,
Hannah bounced them off another person.
She respected Eli, but he didn’t make the magic happen. He was only there to confirm what she already
felt. She took her distress to God thinking
He would hear. And He certainly did
through Eli.
Disrupted while
in deep meditation, a man’s voice pardoned her prayer. Her fear mixed with his kindness sparked
faith within. Eli called Hannah to the
carpet and found her asking legit. Then
she smiled all the way back to Elkanah.
Faith is the
substance of things hoped for. It is
tangible food to the soul. It is the
evidence of things not seen. Faith’s
logic to the mind transcends any doubtful condition.
It worked for
Hannah.
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