Elisabeth grew tall and gangly, shy and measured, with a keen intellect and rugged determination—qualities she would need for the kingdom work God had in store for her.
As a new widow with a toddler, Elisabeth moved in with the fierce tribe that killed her husband, longing to show them the love of Christ. It consisted largely of confusion, loss, and turmoil.
Elisabeth also suffered the death of a second husband in her middle age, acute loneliness in her many years of singleness, and eventually a slow and cruel death by dementia. But her sufferings are not meant to be the polestar: it is the way she suffered that makes her such a compelling model for us today. She suffered with trust and hope in a good God who makes no mistakes. She wrote,. Shall I charge Him with a mistake in His measurements or with misjudging the sphere in which I can best learn to trust Him?
Has He misplaced me? Is He ignorant of things or people which, in my view, hinder my doing His will? The secret is Christ in me, not me in a different set of circumstances. Lars Gren was a hospital chaplain.
Lars and Elisabeth were married until her death. Elisabeth Elliot as an older lady. At the age of 89, on June 15, Elisabeth Elliot died. As her soul resides in heaven, her legacy lives on earth with her writings and stories. She believed that women in the military needed to be in non-combative places because they would be needed at home, even if they were single. Also, she believed strongly that a married woman, especially to a pastor, was to support his ministry and not begin her own career.
Her beliefs came because she counseled so many women whose marriages were falling apart because the women insisted on working outside of the home. Also, she studied the Bible and understood what it meant for women.
Elisabeth knew how to answer the question of women speaking in the church. She declined speaking on Sunday mornings to a congregation. If she were asked to speak at a Sunday School class or another meeting at a church, she would only oblige if a man who was a leader turned over the meeting to her.
She understood the Bible to be clear that women are not to usurp authority over men. Her beliefs gained her respect, and men and women listened to her and read her books. In her lifetime, Elisabeth wrote and published twenty-four books. Through the Gates of Splendor tells the story of Jim Elliot and their encounter with the tribes in Ecuador that eventually took his life. It was published in In a world where everyone is doing whatever they please, she gives her own examples of love, heartache with the deaths of her husbands, and romance with all of them, while maintaining a pure relationship with them and before God.
Elisabeth used her theological knowledge in her books and speeches. Caroline Vandenbree has worked on full time staff as a youth pastor in churches. She is a writer, teacher, and follower of Jesus. She lives in Los Angeles and enjoys researching, writing, and inspiring others to live their lives to the fullest in Christ. She is also a member and is on volunteer staff at Mosaic church in Hollywood, CA.
I am wondering if you might be able to direct me to how I might obtain permission to use some of the same images of Elisabeth Elliot used in your post. By this I mean that the truths that carried Betty Elliot through her particular storms carried me through mine.
I belong to God. He is faithful. His words are true. And transformation—the ultimate springtime—already planted, is coming. And that is my hope for any reader, whatever his or her situation may be. I want the reader to have a great time. I want the reader to know he or she is not alone.
Some people assume that Elisabeth Elliot was born middle-aged and twice widowed, because her public life emerged in that season of her life. But how did she become that person? The next volume tells the rest of the story! Elisabeth Elliot helped me simplify. I am going to trust God and throw myself on him like when I had a day off in Ecuador and flew Superman-style across a high mountain gorge on a zip line, a waterfall spilling tons of water below.
And I am going to do the next right thing. And somehow, in those two things, I have had absolute, supernatural peace. Some leave faith altogether. The biographies themselves were not particularly helpful, but what she had to say about how a writer approaches such a task was stellar.
Some will disagree with what I omit about Elisabeth; others will not be happy with what I include. The earnest biographer is doomed. But in this, I take my marching orders from Elisabeth. Regarding her biography of a missionary named Kenneth Strachan, she said,. The careless—apparently, at times, haphazard—shape of the life unfolded itself before my eyes through his own writings and the testimony of those who knew him…. Again and again I found myself tempted to ask what my readers would want this man to be, or what I wanted him to be, or what he himself thought he was—and I had to ignore all such questions in favor of the one relevant consideration: Is this true?
Is this how it really was? And of course this is the question that any writer, of any kind of literature, has to be asking all the time. It is more like a portrait, which captures enduring, recognizable truth about a human being. See More icon-eye.
She gave up the most enormous hopes of her life and the smallest details of her schedule to Him. By no means. Was she committed to living her life flat out for Christ, holding nothing back? She was curious, intellectually honest, and unafraid. Again and again, if God so willed, always believing in His promise that real, robust, exhilarating life comes out of every death.
If they killed me, better still! She meditated on Scripture. She remembered the words of great old hymns. She yielded herself to the will of the Father.
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