Elisheba is the wife to the man of her dreams of 13 years, and serves, teaches, and encourages their four young growing men; ages 9, 7, 5, and 3 months. She loves serving with her family at The Springs Ministries; a Christian Youth Camp and year-long Retreat Center in Mid Michigan. Elisheba enjoys being outside kayaking and hiking, yet she always desires to keep her hands busy creating things and using the talents that God has blessed her with.
Take a few minutes to read Psalm 102.
Sometimes it seems that the daily demands are too
draining. There are mornings when I really look forward to sleeping in but
the kids are awake, alert and enthusiastic at 6:00 a.m.
There are days when someone close has passed
away, or became very ill, and I am overwhelmed, thinking of the changes that will come as a result of the tragedy.
Big or small, temporary or permanent, we all may feel weak and vulnerable
throughout the book of Psalms. In Psalms 102:1-11 David openly confesses to God his depressive thoughts in a time of
trouble. The way he shares his feelings
reminds me of the way best friends vent their thoughts to one another,
vulnerable, yet trusting. “For my days
vanish like smoke; my bones burn like glowing embers. My heart is blighted and
withered like grass…I’m like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins…my days
are like the evening shadow…” (vs. 3-11).
how drained, weary, tired, and hurt he is by the events and people around
Recently one of my sons was off to a normally good morning,
however, when it was time to start school he began to get upset. For him
being upset means shutting down, secluding himself, becoming silent, and
sometimes being aggressive if anyone crosses his path. I realized he was upset about not being able
to find a pencil. Easy solution!
another pencil in the desk, or I saw one on the counter,” I told him.
mechanical pencil. So what did he do? Sulked in his thoughts. He spent an
elongated amount of time hunched over and curled up under some blankets,
refusing to take any helpful suggestions. He chose to bask in the sorrow,
and let one little purple mechanical pencil ruin his day.
|Elisheba’s four handsome boys|
birth mom, for adoption, for nearly four years. It was such an emotional
roller-coaster as we put our heart out there multiple times. We were often close to being chosen by a
birth mom, then circumstances would change and we were back to waiting for
another mom to view our profile. It would have been easy, on some of those days, to close the curtains, stay under the covers and sulk
because things were not going my way.
endures through all generations” (vs.12). “Let this be written for a future
generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord” (vs. 18).
you, Father in Heaven, for hearing David’s and our cries, groans, and pleas! When it seems all hope is gone, it doesn’t
matter what has us troubled, You are all that matters! Help us keep our thoughts focused on the
eternal and not on the things that will fade.
are the work of your hands. They will perish, BUT YOU remain; they will all
wear out like a garment. Like clothing you will change them and they will be discarded.
BUT YOU remain the same, and your years will never end” (vs. 25-27).
and I begin to sulk, please continue to remind me; BUT YOU, OH LORD REMAIN!