The Birth of Samuel

There was a certain man from Ramathaim, a Zuphite from the hill country of Ephraim, whose name was Elkanah son of Jeroham, the son of Elihu, the son of Tohu, the son of Zuph, an Ephraimite. He had two wives; one was called Hannah and the other Peninnah. Peninnah had children, but Hannah had none.

Year after year this man went up from his town to worship and sacrifice to the LORD Almighty at Shiloh, where Hophni and Phinehas, the two sons of Eli, were priests of the LORDWhenever the day came for Elkanah to sacrifice, he would give portions of the meat to his wife Peninnah and to all her sons and daughters. But to Hannah he gave a double portion because he loved her, and the LORD had closed her womb. Because the LORD had closed Hannah’s womb, her rival kept provoking her in order to irritate her.This went on year after year. Whenever Hannah went up to the house of the LORD, her rival provoked her till she wept and would not eat. Her husband Elkanah would say to her, “Hannah, why are you weeping? Why don’t you eat? Why are you downhearted? Don’t I mean more to you than ten sons?”

When I read these verses I notice a few things. First, Hannah has a wound. She is barren. Elkanah tries to meet this need, cover over this wound, by giving Hannah a gift or blessing, a double portion. Hannah’s rival continues to attack her at her point of woundedness, constantly reminding her of her weakness, constantly bringing to light what Hannah would prefer to hide. To the point that Hannah can’t even enjoy the blessing, the gift, that she has been given by Elkanah.

 

I don’t know about you, but I can relate to this. I too am wounded and broken and weak in certain areas. I sometimes try to cover over or make up for these wounds in my own strength. Others try to make me feel better at time as well. My enemy continues to remind me of where I fall short, how I don’t belong, how I just don’t measure up. To the point where I forget about my blessings, neglect my gifts, and are unwilling to enter in. How about you?

 

Name your woundedness?

How do you try to overcome/cover up this in your strength? Do others try as well?

Who does the enemy use to remind you of your woundedness?

What effect does this have on you?