Hearts on the Altar [Proper 28B]
The Rev. Jeremiah Williamson 1 Samuel 1:4-20 Hearts on the Altar The flickering flames of the holy place gave her away. The way they exposed her silently moving lips, the way they caught their reflection in the tears that she could not control. She wasn’t looking for an audience; she wasn’t trying to attract the attention of the cynical priest. The flickering flames did that. She was simply there to pour out her heart before God. On this day, in her pain, that was the truest offering she could bring. The silently moving lips, the tear stained face, they were part of that offering. They were signs of the prayer that rose up from the deepest well of Hannah’s soul: both complaint and vow, lamentation, tinged with as much hope a shattered woman could muster. You don’t show up if you don’t believe at least a little bit. It wasn’t just that her pride was bruised by the constant taunts of the other wife in the h...