"The ravens brought him bread and meat in the morning and bread and meat in the evening, and he drank from the brook." ~1Kings 17:6
Reading about Elijah and how the ravens fed him always fascinated me. The picture in my children's Bible that I had growing up depicted his meals as a happy picnic complete with silver plate and napkins. Perfect slices of white bread being munched down by a jolly man dressed in white all the way down to his sandals. I loved the thought of the ravens hopping up and placing their offering on the plate and watching with interest as he ate. When I stumbled across the whole truth in 1 Kings for the first time, my view of Elijah's meals would drastically change! Yuck.
I began to think about being fed by ravens today. What would their offering be? Roadkill? Ketchup packs? Half-eaten hamburgers and cold fries? I kid you not, that's how my mind works... Anyway, I was praying about this on the way into town today when I stopped for a raven hop-flying across the road and in its beak it was barely able to carry an unopened bag of Doritos corn chips! My view of Elijah's meals changed once again. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad being fed by ravens!
"Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds!" ~Jesus
