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Devotional

Receiving Resurrection

by JODIE PINE RECEIVING Expectations Grief, loss, & depression Infertility Fear
Receiving Resurrection
“’Did I ask you for a son, my lord?’ she said. ‘Didn’t I tell you, “Don’t raise my hopes”?’”
2 Kings 4:28

Once upon a time there was a wealthy Shunammite woman who had convinced herself that she needed nothing. She would be known far and wide as a giver, thank you very much, with a capital G. 


“I’ll build you a room on my roof,” she said to Elisha, “so that you’ll have a place to stay when you pass by.” 


Touched by her generous hospitality, Elisha questioned, “What can I do for you?” 


“Nothing at all,” she returned with a selfless smile. “I’m perfectly fine. I already have a home among my own people.” 


But Elisha unexpectedly spoke into this barren woman’s life a promise, “Next year you will hold a son in your arms.”


Instead of rejoicing as we might expect, she frowned in protest, “Don’t mislead your servant.” For you see, deep down in her carefully guarded heart, she wanted to remain safe. Risking desire meant inviting the possibility that her dreams might be dashed.


Regardless of her resistance, true to Elisha’s word, she miraculously gave birth to a precious son. And all was well, until the fateful day some years later, when he suddenly became ill and tragically took his last breath in her arms. Her deeply held fear of shattered desire had in fact become her reality.  


After tenderly laying the death of her dreams on Elisha’s bed, she set out on a journey, determined to find the one who was responsible for her un-asked-for broken heart.


Reaching the culprit at last at Mt. Carmel, she grabbed hold of Elisha’s feet. In anger and desperation, she choked out, “Did I ask you for a son, my Lord? Didn’t I tell you, ‘Don’t raise my hopes?’”


Returning with her, the man of God entered his room on the roof and stretched himself out twice on the boy’s lifeless body. And there was breath once again. Resurrection. 


In that holy moment, God met this dear woman where she was, stripped of everything she held dear and filled beyond measure with pain that she had worked for years to protect herself from. The God of Redemption met her there: in the depths of her deep desire and in the depths of her deep despair and brought new life.


Closing Prayer
God of all our desires, we don’t want to numb our hearts in a way that keeps us from receiving all that you have for us. Keep us alive to your desire within us, and allow us to risk the invitation of possible despair, knowing that you bring resurrection in one form or another, always with our best in store and ultimately for your glory. Amen.
Resources
Song: I Surrender by Hillsong I love the way this song brings us to a place of laying everything down, seeking Him more than anything else.
Book: Journey of Desire by John Eldredge This book encourages us to stay alive to our God-given desires.
Book: Life Can Be Good Again by Lisa Appelo Dealing with loss of any kind, especially unexpected death, means picking up shattered pieces. Widow Lisa Appelo gently guides us on this journey in a hope-filled and truth-filled way.
Question for Reflection

Do you feel ready or resistant to receive what God might desire to bring back to life for you or in you? What do you feel afraid of or what do you want to protect yourself from when it comes to your desires?

Comments
Jodie Pine
June 24, 2024

This passage in 2 Kings came to mind for me two years ago when I wanted to believe that my son had won the battle with cancer and all the medical trauma was packaged nicely behind us, but then he began to show very concerning mysterious symptoms and we were back in the hospital again. I could relate to the Shunammite woman’s internal battle: “God, you did a miracle in saving my son’s life, why are you now bringing him to face possible death through what we don’t understand? This doesn’t make sense and it isn’t what we asked for. Where is your miracle power now?” My son recovered, thankfully, but through revisiting what I thought we were done with, I felt my desire laid bare and raw. Looking back, it was a good kind of hard to be able to wrestle with God in ways that I wouldn’t have otherwise, and through that struggle I experienced redemption.