2Ki 4:1  Now there cried a certain woman of the wives of the sons of the prophets unto Elisha, saying, Thy servant my husband is dead; and thou knowest that thy servant did fear the LORD: and the creditor is come to take unto him my two sons to be bondmen.

I.  A Woman Crying

The Bible doesn’t give this woman’s name, but it does give us a clue to her character.  The verse states that she was a certain woman, known but not specified.  The word “certain” indicates by definition that she was settled and sure.  Her identity was clothed in the life of her husband and family.  She had no name for herself.  she held positions and she was known only by and through those whom she was connected.

She  was united with one who was a member of a group of prophets dedicated to serving Elisha.  They were witnesses to his work and served in his ministry.  True prophets received their call from God.  Prophets spoke the WORD of God relaying messages of hope, warning, direction, judgements, blessings etc.   The word prophet is literally one who is called to speak, proclaim openly. 

This certain woman was acquainted with the WORD.  She was covered by the WORD.  She was intimate, she conceived, she bore fruit of the WORD.  From her union with the prophet came two sons.  Giving birth to two natures.  There is a carnal side and a natural side to man individually.  Two covenants.  Two witnesses.  Two representing division and gathering.  When the WORD is conceived, carried and labored over, then the fullness of time comes and the WORD is delivered.

Her cry was to the source of her WORD.  She cried to Elisha.  She cried “thy servant, my husband, is dead.  Her husband is dead.  Her source of intimacy had died.  Her source of faithfulness had died.  Her source of reverence had died.  Her source of truth had died.  Her source of leadership had died.  Her reputation had died.  Her destiny had died.  Her WORD had died.  She had depended on her husband.

Death is certain, but the seed remains.  Except a seed fall to the ground and die John 12:24 it will live alone, BUT if it dies it brings forth fruit.  Death had come to the house and the moment her countenance fell her joy replaced by sorrow the predator crouched at the door.  A debt was knocking, ready to put into bondage what remained.  At a time when she should be left to mourning a battle was knocking on her door.  She heard the sound of the predator, the enemy.  The remnant, the seed of the father was to be payment for the debt.  She was needy but she refused to let go of what remained.  She needed salvation.  She needed a deliverer.  Time for weeping was over.

The closest thing the woman had left was her sons.  The living must be care for.  She was threatened.  She realized that she had no choice by to enter the fray.  Leaving the comfort of her home, wrapped in the shrouds of her mourning she runs.  Seeking a refuge outside of her walls of grief.  The enemy came for her flesh.  It came for blood.  The law was speaking.  The devourer had come.  She must breakthrough.  Running she seeks her answer.  Seeking she then asks.

The woman states her case.  She cries out.   She states her condition.  She states her right to ask.  She states her reason for asking.  Her sons were in danger of the bondsman.  Those how have come to collect a debt are at the door.  Flesh and blood are in danger.  Provision is a stake.  The law required it.  The creditor demanded it.  Circumstances were closing in and she cried.   She cried.  She cried out for the WORD.

She did not turn aside to the voice of the enemy.  She did not drown in her sorrows.  She did not settle.  She lifted her head and cried.

2Ki 4:2  And Elisha said unto her, What shall I do for thee? tell me, what hast thou in the house? And she said, Thine handmaid hath not any thing in the house, save a pot of oil.

The reply.  “What shall I do for thee?”  A sobering question for a grieving woman.   We would expect sympathy for this woman, a hug a show of affection but this man of God wisely begins to ask questions.  What shall I do for thee? Tell me what do you have in your house?  He was aware of her situation, he knew what she had lost, his focus was to turn her attention away from the loss. 

She could have replied all I have is my two sons, a normal response.  She never mentions her sons.  Never underestimate your provision.  All she had was A pot of oil.   A mere feather in her nest.  A preservative.  Something to prevent the opposition from scoring.  The stakes were high, but she had a pot.  A simple earthen vessel.  A source of light.  Fuel for the fire.  The prophet Elisha’s questions had forced her to see that she had overlooked the annointing.  She recognized her need and her position.  She places herself at his service.  I am thy handmaid.  She identifies and humbles herself as she proclaims herself as his servant.  Submission occurs when you forget your own flesh. 

Within her home was the very answer.  The annointing breaks every yoke.   What’s in your house?