Famine is a dangerous thing. It has no respect for anyone. Poor or wealthy, educated or illiterate, famous or infamous. When famine comes everyone suffers. But some suffer more than others. The weak and the poor are the ones that take the first hit and suffer the most.

Israel was in the middle of a tough famine. Prophet Elijah had declared a season of drought upon the nation, He had invoked the word according to Deut 11:16-17 and his word became drought!

But the drought did not differentiate between the righteous and the sinners. Elijah too suffered it.  When he cried out, God sent him a word. “Go to Zarephath, I have instructed a widow there to take care of you.”

So he got up and went to Zarephath. As he came to the entrance of the village he met a woman, a widow, gathering firewood. He asked her, “Please, would you bring me a little water in a jug? I need a drink.” As she went to get it, he called out, “And while you’re at it, would you bring me something to eat?”
12 She said, “I swear, as surely as your GOD lives, I don’t have so much as a biscuit. I have a handful of flour in a jar and a little oil in a bottle; you found me scratching together just enough firewood to make a last meal for my son and me. After we eat it, we’ll die.” 1Kings 17:10-12 (MSG)

God, what is the meaning of this? This woman that does not have one single biscuit?
But Elijah’s disappointment was nothing compared to the woman’s disappointment. She has been praying to God and God had assured her, _"I am sending you a man that will take care of you through this famine."

I want you to imagine the awkwardness of that moment. Elijah was expecting a rich widow. The widow was expecting a rich man, maybe a suitor. From both ends it appeared like the Word has failed. The widow was broke, Elijah was “broker”. Elijah was sad, the widow was sadder. Their expectations met with emptiness. The word was void. One question lingered in both hearts:
“God, is this the answer to my prayer?”

You know how the story ended. The woman, her son and Elijah were sustained throughout the three-and-half year famine. Because the WORD BECAME FOOD daily.

At no point did the handful of flour run out of the jar. It was always sufficient for the next meal. I put it to you, they were not feeding on flour, they were feeding on the word of God! They were sustained by the Word.

The Word became flesh. The Word can become anything to anyone. The uncreated creator can manifest in any form and in any way he chooses. He is God, He is Jesus. He is the Word.

© THE WORD BECAME FLESH
DeepWords Devotional

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