“You will hold a son in your arms,” Elisha said. “It will be about this time next year.” “No, my master!” she objected. “You are a man of God. So please don’t lie to me!”
Elisha said to Gehazi, “Tuck your coat into your belt. Take my walking stick and run to Shunem. Don’t say hello to anyone you see. If anyone says hello to you, don’t answer. Lay my walking stick on the boy’s face.”