It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. – Frederick Douglass
I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live. – Psalms 116:1-2 NIV
“Even to me the issue of “stay small, sweet, quiet, and modest” sounds like an outdated problem, but the truth is that women still run into those demands whenever we find and use our voices.” – Brene’ Brown
Mine was a quiet word, highlighting a woman who goes unnamed in the text. A woman who was given no voice. I preached on the significance of words and a woman who was given none. In the gap I heard her speak. I witnessed her conversion. I witnessed her evangelism. I heard the pillow talk she shared with her husband. If no one else did or does … I experienced – her fire. In the absence of any text about her, I pray I was successful in lifting the voice of Namaan’s wife.
I almost missed her. Hidden behind the words of a young girl, a girl given the first words of the text – a prophetic speech no less. There she was. But I almost missed her. “There is a prophet. You can be healed,” the young girl declared. Like I said, I almost missed my silent heroine. When I noticed her, I couldn’t look away. My hope was to set fire to her words, to set her voice free. By daring to stand in front of my class mates and professors with a quiet word about a wife – I set fire to my own.
I don’t think we can really be free with our voices unless we’re willing to go down in a blaze of god glory with our words. It’s the kind of truth that sets us free, but only if we’re willing to let it all go up in flames. Claim them, write them, then set them aflame … And then do it again.
I think I’m learning to believe in my self enough to try it again.
Here’s an excerpt … but first the text
2.”Now the Arameans on one of their raids had taken a young girl captive from the land of Israel, and she served Naaman’s wife. 3. She said to her mistress, “If only my lord were with the prophet who is in Samaria! He would cure him of his leprosy.” 4. So Naaman went in and told his lord just what the girl from the land of Israel had said.”
Did you hear her? Do you see her sitting in the gap between verses 3 and 4?
Namaan’s wife is charged with establishing the credibility of the young girl. Beyond that, her words are the first seeds planted in his conversion experience. Charged with telling him about a prophet, (a prophet of Israel who professed faith in the God who claimed to be above all other Gods), Namaan’s wife is charged with evangelizing her husband.
I believe it is her validation of the young girls’ voice that brings about the next step on Namaan’s journey. When she tells him about the hope of healing with the prophet, Namaan takes a giant leap towards healing – he begins to believe.
Following the trail of the Holy Spirit I hear a question posed by the life of the unnamed women in the text. They ask … Whose ear do you have and what will you say? I hope to share the importance of stewarding well the gift of our words. I hope to share it with a room full of women one day.
Let your handmaiden find grace in your sight … #GiveMeGrace