Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Chatting About Love with Elisabeth Elliot Over Fish and Chips

 Five years ago, my husband and I found ourselves walking into the living room of Elisabeth Elliot and her husband, Lars.

I glanced around and saw relics and photos I'd read about in books. There sat a framed picture of Jim Elliot. And on the wall hung a large print of young Valerie with the natives of Ecuador.

We rocked in chairs facing a large window overlooking the Atlantic.  Sharing space with a life-long hero was incredibly humbling. And nerve racking. I felt it probably best not to say much as there was no point in ruining a good thing.

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