“Hannah was in deep anguish, crying bitterly as she prayed to the Lord.” 1 Samuel 1:10 (NLT)
Sometimes it is the place of deepest anguish where God meets us and answers our prayer. The gift He has to bestow in that moment, will radically change us.
And sometimes, it is the witness. That bitter cry that brings notice to bystanders. That they may see a soul drown, not in chemicals or cutting or comic attention, but in the crawl to the place where peace caresses a broken heart. The alter of God with soft edges and a gentle touch. With ears to hear and hands to hold and abilities that are limitless.
Those rising from that place walk a little different than the rest of us. Their purpose is plain. They no longer sway. They have been through our worlds dark places and discovered the hem of a robe to hold onto that showed a path out. They have learned to sleep with the light off, to hold their discouraged tongue, and to quietly lend a hand to another human groping for help through the pain.
Hannah’s empty womb was her shame and her pain. She was deeply loved by her husband, but even he could not heal what felt so broken. Only her Lord could cure what felt so cursed.
There will be some who will never be able to interpret the moving of our lips. They will point and call ‘folly’ and misread the pain.
But friend, they are of no significance to you. They are merely crying out through their own misplacement. They are fighting through battering storms they think they can control, but in reality, they control almost nothing. You only control your next step. Your next decision.
Hannah made the decision to leave the dinner table. She walked to the tabernacle and bowed low and gave all grief to her Lord.
Please choose Jesus. Choose the one who opens barren wombs. Choose the one who disciplines the wind and the waves. Choose the one who cuts out cancer, who cradles one and a half pound babies, who makes man and woman one and commits to helping them choose each other each and every new day.
Please choose Jesus.