When the Ravens Bring the Food

1 Kings 17:5-7 "So he went and did according to the word of the Lord.  He went and lived by the brook Cherith that is east of the Jordan. And the Ravens brought him bread and meat in the morning, and bread and meat in the evening, and he drank from the brook. And after a while the brook dried up, because there was no rain in the land"

This story of Elijah resonated with me today. In my life I've seen the storm, and for a few years lived in the survival mindset required of a drought. Almost hidden sometimes by the brook. Almost scavenging sometimes for the means. But, the Lord is faithful and unexpected.

Ravens are scavengers and you won't get much more than sustenance from them, in fact, you probably won't get much you desire from them, but Ravens are what he chose for Elijah at this time. The Lord told him to hide. To survive. To sustain. To wait.

I've had moments of plenty in the last few years, but many at Cherith, some at the widow's house Elijah visits in the next chapter. Now, I'm ready for the rain. I'm ready to live. God sustained me with Ravens, He taught me to live by His hand alone. He taught me how to survive with Him alone.

After this, God sends the rain... and I see it. A cloud "as small as a man's hand", but a cloud. And, it's rising over the sea.  I'm looking towards the horizon. I'm ready to be drenched.