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Hannahs Story It was only fifteen miles, but every year the journey from Ramah, to worship at the tabernacle in Shiloh, seemed longer. At home, Hannah found ways to avoid her husbands second wife, but once in Shiloh there was no escaping her taunts. Hannah felt like a leaky tent in a driving rain, unable to defend herself against the harsh weather of the other womans heart. Even Elkanahs arm around her provided no shelter. Hannah, why are you weeping? Why dont you eat? Why are you downhearted? Dont I mean more to you than ten sons? Yes, she has given me children, but its you I love. Ignore her taunts. How could Hannah make him understand that even the best of men could not erase a womans longing for children? His attempt to comfort her only sharpened the pain, heightening her sense of isolation.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Apr 2014 18:00:00 +0000

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