Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner?

Like many during biblical times, the unnamed woman of Zarephath probably believed that marriage provided security. But then her husband died and a drought destroyed the region’s economy.

“Mama, can I have more?” Her son’s trusting eyes broke her heart. She gave him her bread, realizing that she had the ingredients for only one final loaf. Later, outside, she gathered sticks for a fire to bake that last meal.

A man’s voice startled her. “Please give me a drink.” His eyes looked kind. She shrugged. Why not?

As she turned to fetch the water, the man said, “And would you give me something to eat?”

“I’m making our last meal,” she growled. “Then we’ll die.”

Elijah’s eyes held hers. “If you’ll make me a little cake first,” he said, “your supplies will last until God sends rain.”

God? Her gods had done nothing to help. But something in Elijah’s voice made her grant this request. Amazingly, as he’d said, there was enough flour and oil for bread for herself and her son. Again the next morning, she found enough to feed them all. And more the next day. They ate well until the rains came.

Sometimes God sends people our way who seem to devour our meager resources. But He sent Elijah as a blessing to the widow of Zarephath. Will we believe God cares for us as much?