For those of you who don’t know, I first came to Israel on a visit in October of 1981. Exactly one year later I returned. Most people thought I was going as a volunteer and would return in a year. However, I knew in my heart that I would not be coming back. I went back to the US to visit my mother in 1985—she went to be with the Lord in August of 1986. It would be another 10 years before I returned to visit the US. Israel remained my home until 2007, when I married. I thought I would be there for a long time, but that was not to be. My husband went to be with the Lord in 2010, and in 2011 I returned to Israel.
I am Dvora… I love that name. So many spellings, and so many meanings.
Anyone familiar with the Judeo-Christian heritage has heard of Dvora, the Judge in Israel. She was an amazing woman, filled with courage and wisdom. But did you know there were two Dvora’s in the Bible? The first one was a humble nurse, mentioned only in her death.
Both Dvora’s were servants. Both Dvora’s were committed to their family, their people, and their God.
The Bible doesn’t tell us much about them. But I imagine, if you read carefully what we are told, these women struggled with many of the issues that women today struggle with. Perhaps the greatest struggle we face today is that of hope.
The first Dvora died in the desert. But she was faithful to the end. Perhaps she died on that long journey, hoping to see the grave of her mistress and give her one last honor. I do not know. But it is clear that she was deeply loved. I like to think she died in a hope that was not disappointed. For if she hoped in her Creator, she knew that ultimately He would work all things out well.
Surely Dvora the judge was a woman of hope. She never gave up hope, even when Barak refused to lead the people. She knew that God would bring victory to His people another way. Her hope was not disappointed.
But hope is something we all struggle with, at least I have. This blog is in some ways an open diary of my life, from the time just before I met my husband Rich, through his illness and death, and now following my everyday life as I cling to the only real hope I have found through the promises of God in scripture. I hope this blog is an encouragement to you.
For those of you who know me, you know me. For those of you who don’t, my name is Dvora Elisheva, and I am here to give a reason for the hope within me.
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