When I was a teenager,
my parents gave me a bible one year for my birthday.
It was one of those really nice study bibles
with a leather cover...
my name embossed in gold.
I still have it,
though it's not the one I use often.
But it is a treasure,
partly because my Daddy wrote to me
on the dedication page...
Do not let your adornment be merely outward...
arranging the hair, wearing gold, or putting on fine apparel.
Rather let it be the hidden person of the heart,
with the incorruptible beauty
of a gentle and quiet spirit,
which is very precious in the sight of God.
1 Peter 3:3-4 NKJV
And I always remember trying to be that girl growing up...
with the gentle and quiet spirit.
But my mom used to
hush me sometimes, saying,
"Lisa, you're just talking too loud."
And I let that hurt my feelings, thinking,
I'll never be that gentle and quiet woman...
precious in the sight of God.
I was just too loud!
But as I've grown older, God has shown me
that Peter was not really describing
the volume of our voice.
He was talking about living godly lives
that can actually speak without words.
And today, we get a clearer picture
of such a woman...
a wise woman who, believe it or not,
shouts the first time we meet her.
For there was unrest in Israel, yet again.
King David was back upon the throne in Jerusalem,
but a rebel, named Sheba rallied men against him.
And David called upon his loyal men to pursue Sheba.
With Joab and Abishai commanding the troops,
they came upon the city where Sheba made his headquarters.
Surrounding the city, Joab's men built a ramp
and began their siege to batter down the walls.
When Joab heard a voice call his name...
Then a wise woman cried out from the city,
“Hear, hear! Please say to Joab,
‘Come nearby, that I may speak with you.
When he had come near to her,
the woman said, “Are you Joab?”
He answered, “I am.”
Then she said to him,
“Hear the words of your maidservant.”
And he answered, “I am listening.”
2 Samuel 20:16-17 NKJV
This wise woman was a resident inside the city wall.
Keen to current events that affected her home,
she called from the wall
humbly hoping herself to be heard
She was wise to know who was in command.
She was wise to appeal to his pride.
And Joab listened.
And she spoke of former days,
when conflict was settled with words rather than weapons.
She was no longer shouting,
as she continued...
I am among the peaceable and faithful in Israel.
You seek to destroy a city and a mother in Israel.
Why would you swallow up the inheritance of the Lord?”
2 Samuel 20:19
As she pleaded for these innocent inhabitants
she must have captivated Joab.
These are not warriors within
that will fight back, that will side with Sheba.
Rather they were the peaceful, faithful...
the inheritance to the Lord.
And I believe Joab had been caught by surprise,
negotiating peace with a woman...
so different, so wise.
For Joab put on manners
as he begins with a stuttered start...
“Far be it,
far be it from me,
that I should swallow up or destroy!
That is not so. But a man from the mountains of Ephraim,
Sheba the son of Bichri by name,
has raised his hand against the king, against David.
Deliver him only, and I will depart from the city.”
2 Samuel 20:20-21
So she departed from the wall...
Then the woman in her wisdom went to all the people.
And they cut off the head of Sheba the son of Bichri,
and threw it out to Joab.
Then he blew a trumpet,
and they withdrew from the city,
every man to his tent.
So Joab returned to the king at Jerusalem.
2 Samuel 20:22
I won't hazard to guess
where this city's delegation of men were at this time...
maybe negotiating with Sheba,
maybe holding meetings,
maybe strategic planning,
maybe writing memos.
But I am grateful for this wise woman.
for she has taught me much.
Clearly a compassionate caretaker of this city, was she.
It is certain she rightfully earned her adjective
by living a godly life before others
that actually spoke without words.
Word of God,
train me, today...
to watch the wall of my own world, my home and my family, with protection,
to live a godly life before others that speaks without words.
from my heart...
I write as an overflow... an expression of my true love for God and with a deep desire to encourage others in their day to day lives. For we can only find peace, joy, and satisfaction when we yield to the One who yielded His life for us.