
The Shunammite Woman
Making Room for God’s Miracles
Let me tell you about a mama from a little town called Shunem — a woman who wasn’t poor like the widows we’ve talked about. No, this mama had a good home, a good husband, and enough resources to live comfortably. But even with all she had, she still longed for something she didn’t have — a child. Now, this woman noticed something special about the prophet Elisha. Every time he passed through town, she could tell he was a man of God. So she invited him in for a meal. And not just once — she fed him every time he came through. She didn’t wait for someone to ask. She didn’t do it for attention. She simply had a heart that wanted to bless. After a while, she told her husband, ‘Let’s build a little room for him on the roof — a bed, a table, a chair, a lamp — so he has a place to rest whenever he comes.’ Imagine that. She used her resources to make space for God’s presence in her home. One day, Elisha wanted to bless her in return. He asked what she needed. Did she want him to speak to the king for her? Did she need influence? Protection? Opportunity? She said no. She was content. But Elisha’s servant, Gehazi, whispered, ‘She has no son, and her husband is old.’ So Elisha called her and spoke a promise: ‘About this time next year, you will hold a son in your arms.’ She could hardly believe it. She said, ‘Don’t lie to me, man of God.’ Her heart had been disappointed before. But God kept His word. And just as Elisha said, she gave birth to a baby boy.
Years passed. Her son grew. Her home was full of laughter again. But one day, while out in the field with his father, the boy cried out, ‘My head! My head!’ They carried him home, and he sat on his mother’s lap until noon… and then he died. Imagine that mama’s heartbreak. Imagine her holding the child she had prayed for, the child she had been promised, the child she had waited years to receive — now lifeless in her arms. But this mama did something remarkable. She didn’t scream. She didn’t collapse. She didn’t plan a funeral. She carried her son upstairs — to the room she had built for the prophet — and laid him on Elisha’s bed. Then she saddled a donkey and told her husband, ‘I’m going to the man of God.’ He asked why. It wasn’t a festival or a Sabbath. But she simply said, ‘It is well.’ Not because everything was fine — but because she knew where to take her pain. She rode straight to Mount Carmel. When Elisha saw her coming, he knew something was wrong. She fell at his feet and cried out, ‘Did I ask you for a son? Didn’t I tell you not to get my hopes up?’ Elisha sent Gehazi ahead with his staff, but the boy didn’t wake. So Elisha himself went into the room, shut the door, and prayed. He stretched himself over the child — mouth to mouth, eyes to eyes, hands to hands — and the boy’s body grew warm. Elisha did it again, and suddenly the child sneezed seven times and opened his eyes. Elisha called the Shunammite woman and said, ‘Pick up your son.’ And she fell at his feet in gratitude before gathering her resurrected boy into her arms.
But her story doesn’t end there.
Years later, Elisha warned her that a seven‑year famine was coming. He told her to take her family and leave the land until it was over. She obeyed. She left everything — her home, her fields, her inheritance — and lived among foreigners for seven long years. When she returned, her land had been taken. She had no legal claim, no protection, no guarantee she’d get anything back. So she went to the king to plead for her property. And here’s where God’s timing shines. At that exact moment — the very moment she walked in — Gehazi, Elisha’s servant, was standing before the king telling him the story of the woman whose son Elisha had raised from the dead. The king turned, saw her, and said, ‘Is this the woman? Is this the boy?’ And when she confirmed it, the king ordered that all her land be restored — plus every bit of income it had produced during the seven years she was gone. God didn’t just give back what she lost. He gave her more than she left behind. This mama’s story is one of hospitality, faith, heartbreak, resurrection, obedience, and divine restoration.
She made room for God — and God made room for her!
The BALM of her story
1. Spiritual mothers create space for God’s presence.
She built a room for Elisha — a physical place that became a spiritual gateway. When we make room for God in our homes and hearts, miracles follow.
2. Blessing others prepares the ground for your own blessing.
Her generosity opened the door to the promise of a son. Spiritual moms pour out, and God pours back.
3. Faith doesn’t deny pain — it knows where to take it.
She didn’t pretend everything was fine. She ran straight to the man of God. Spiritual moms bring their deepest heartbreaks to God, not to despair. It is Well
4. What God gives, He is able to resurrect.
Her promised son died — but God restored him. When dreams, relationships, or callings seem dead, God can breathe life again.
5. Obedience positions us for protection.
She left her land for seven years because God said to. That obedience preserved her family through famine.
6. God’s timing is perfect — even when ours feels delayed.
She walked into the king’s court at the exact moment her story was being told. God orchestrates details we could never arrange.
7. Restoration is part of God’s character.
She didn’t just get her land back — she received seven years of back pay. God restores more than we lose.
There is a BALM for every Daughter

Oh my goodness girl! I can’t stop crying. This is the exact devotion I needed for today after last night. God is so good. I had lost my faith, it had gotten buried over the months and months of trying to get what I was needing. He resurrected my faith. My praises are even better, more heartfelt, more genuine! This is a great devotion. Thank you for your yieldedness to the Lord and stepping out and making a difference.♥️🙏