I am Strong in the Lord

Strength To Do His Will

“My heart rejoices in the LORD; in the LORD my horn is lifted high. My mouth boasts over my enemies, for I delight in your deliverance. There is no one holy like the LORD; there is no one besides you; there is no Rock like our God. Do not keep talking so proudly or let your mouth speak such arrogance, for the LORD is a God who knows, and by him deeds are weighed. The bows of the warriors are broken, but those who stumbled are armed with strength. Those who were full hire themselves out for food, but those who were hungry are hungry no more. She who was barren has borne seven children, but she who has had many sons pines away. The LORD brings death and makes alive; he brings down to the grave and raises up. The LORD sends poverty and wealth; he humbles and he exalts. He raises the poor from the dust and lifts the needy from the ash heap; he seats them with princes and has them inherit a throne of honor. For the foundations of the earth are the LORD’s; on them he has set the world. He will guard the feet of his faithful servants, but the wicked will be silenced in the place of darkness. It is not by strength that one prevails; those who oppose the LORD will be broken. The Most High will thunder from heaven; the LORD will judge the ends of the earth. He will give strength to his king and exalt the horn of his anointed.” 1 Samuel 2:1-10, NIV

A long section of scripture, I know. But I invite you to read it again, and then guess (no peeking) the context.

A great battle? The coronation of a king? The release of captive people?

No. To all of those, and likely to anything else you’d guess. These are Hannah’s words, and they were not prayed right after the birth of her son. She uttered them at Shiloh, after she brought her son, Samuel–the very son she’d fervently begged God for, to the point that Eli the priest thought she was drunk. Her only son. And here she is, delivering him to the house of God. To stay. Forever.

Because she’d promised God she would.

I’m a mother. I have four children, and this idea of handing them over for the remainder of their little lives makes me tremble. Could I give my three-year old son over to the full-time service of God? I don’t know that I’d have the strength to do that.

But here we see Hannah making good on her promise. How could she do that? How did she not shrivel up as her heart shattered into pieces?

Consider her words . . .

“I delight in Your deliverance.”

“There is no rock like our God.”

“The LORD is the God who knows.”

“He will give strength.”

I’m learning from this tender warrior-woman. She knew her God. She took refuge in her God. And she found strength in her God. Even, no, especially when His will seemed impossible.

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