A Hard Word from Elisabeth Elliot

This morning, Elisabeth Elliot was on my mind.  I hadn’t thought about Mrs. Elliot in years, and while I’ve since moved overseas and left my library behind, there was a time when her books were on my shelf, displayed prominently.  Through Gates of Splendor, Passion and Purity, A Chance to Die... these were books that I read and re-read.   I have a funny story that has to do with Mrs. Elliot, me, and a Kermit the frog pez, but I’ll save that story for later.  For now… a hard word. IMG200310293959HI

“Our vision is so limited we can hardly imagine a love that does not show itself in protection from suffering. The love of God is of a different nature altogether. It does not hate tragedy. It never denies reality. It stands in the very teeth of suffering. The love of God did not protect His own Son. The cross was the proof of His love – that He gave that Son, that He let Him go to Calvary’s cross, though “legions of angels” might have rescued Him. He will not necessarily protect us – not from anything it takes to make us like His Son. A lot of hammering and chiseling and purifying by fire will have to go into the process.”

Edit.  After hearing about Elisabeth Elliot’s death on June 15, 2015, I sat down and wrote out that Kermit/Elliot memory. Read it here: Passion, Purity, and Pez: A Memory of Elisabeth Elliot.


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