Then the word of the LORD came to Elijah: “Leave here, turn eastward and hide in the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan. You will drink from the brook, and I have directed the ravens to supply you with food there.”
So he did what the LORD had told him. He went to the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan, and stayed there. The ravens brought him bread and meat in the morning and bread and meat in the evening, and he drank from the brook.
Some time later the brook dried up because there had been no rain in the land. Then the word of the LORD came to him: “Go at once to Zarephath in the region of Sidon and stay there. I have directed a widow there to supply you with food.” So he went to Zarephath...
I'm leaving for church in about ten minutes. I've been Elijah by the brook since Halloween last year (there has to be some enormous cosmic joke behind my moving day being on Halloween).
It's felt like the brook for the last six months...it's felt like a period of transition, of daily bread and meat from the ravens and water from the brook. But I do feel a new chapter on the horizon, and I feel it coming sooner rather than later.
I'm starting to feel the early stages of the brook drying up...but no marching orders to "Go at once to Zarephath," or anywhere else for that matter.
So I'm going to church today and will pray about the brook and try to open my ears and eyes to whatever is coming next.
Trust and obedience have to be the two toughest requirements of faith (other than having faith itself).
That is all.
