Elisabeth Elliot died.
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| Photo from elisabethelliot.org |
It’s a very odd thing to read about the death of someone you so respected
and who influenced your life, but to also honestly face some of the doubts and,
well, personal opinions that quite differed from hers. Writer Addie Zierman brought those repressed questions to the surface. She eloquently voiced what I
would want to say if only I’d thought of it. (Read it here.) Elisabeth was one of my heroes,
too. Many of the things she wrote and said steered me through difficult times.
When I was overwhelmed with life she said: Don’t try to take the entire journey
at once. Trust all your life and its details to God. He cares about you. All
you need to do is the next thing. Whatever it is. Just do the next thing.
I wanted to be like her. For awhile. Until I grew farther
into womanhood and marriage and mothering, then I found her voice more
difficult to bear on some issues.
Zierman ends her eulogy with graciousness. If anyone ever
wrote mine, I hope they would extend me grace in the end as she does with
Elisabeth. Zierman points us to a place where I have wanted others to go – a
place of hope, a place we long for: Home, a place where I (and you) are called
“Beloved.”
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