“Gren says Elliot has handled dementia just as she did the deaths of her husbands. ‘She accepted those things, [knowing] they were no surprise to God,’ Gren said. It was something she would rather not have experienced, but she received it.’” - (http://www.worldmag.com/2014/02/walking_through_fire)
Reflecting on the life and legacy of Elisabeth Elliot today, the day after her death, the day after she departed this world and entered through the gates of splendor once and for all.
I am indebted to her for so much: in particular the quiet, constant reassurance in her writings that nothing is a surprise to God. He holds the whole world in his hands. And, He’s known about this day since before the foundations of the world. What blessed assurance.
Today I feel like I’m in the holding tank. Waiting, watching, praying. Asked to sit, mostly silently, but given permission to share my thoughts and heart to my Maker whenever they arise. “Patience,” He whispers, “Let me teach you patience.”
Oh that we might receive all that God allows to pass through His sovereign hands, trusting that He does not bid us harm, but only designs the dross in our lives to be consumed by His holy, purifying, sanctifying fire. This is not microwaved sanctification - it is not instant nor should it be expected overnight. Thank you, Father, that you make my sanctification your business; thank you that I do not have to do it myself, for I would surely fail.
“…the Lord disciplines the one he loves.”