Give Out of Your Little

11 And as she was going to bring it, he called to her and said, “Bring me a morsel of bread in your hand.” 12 And she said, “As the Lord your God lives, I have nothing baked, only a handful of flour in a jar and a little oil in a jug. And now I am gathering a couple of sticks that I may go in and prepare it for myself and my son, that we may eat it and die.” 13 And Elijah said to her, “Do not fear; go and do as you have said. But first make me a little cake of it and bring it to me, and afterward make something for yourself and your son. 14 For thus says the Lord, the God of Israel, ‘The jar of flour shall not be spent, and the jug of oil shall not be empty, until the day that the Lord sends rain upon the earth.’” 15 And she went and did as Elijah said. And she and he and her household ate for many days. 16 The jar of flour was not spent, neither did the jug of oil become empty, according to the word of the Lord that he spoke by Elijah. ~ 1 Kings 17: 8–16

The majority of us don’t have millions of dollars to spare. In fact, the majority of us don’t have any to spare. The economy is declining, local stores and restaurants are closing all around us. The land and its people are struggling. And because of all of this causes people to feel hopeless. This is similar to the widow of Sidon. She was a widow with a son in the middle of a famine, and she had nothing. She was prepared to bake one last cake, eat with her son, and die.

Imagine that. This woman had given up all hope. She was preparing to die. Hope was completely gone, yet God in His great mercy didn’t leave this widow, who wasn’t even a Jew, hopeless. He sent Elijah to her so that she might have hope. So that she might live and not die. Her faith was like a little ember dying, but God gave her a chance to ignite the flame one more time.

This is where a lot of us are now. We’re without hope. We’re living in a world filled with sin and darkness. There’s a spiritual famine. There’s a huge economical inflation. There’s no hope, and we are preparing to die, yet God is knocking at the door. He’s asking us to give Him whatever it is that we’re holding on to so that He might multiply it. So that He might bless us with a blessing that is of good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over.

Peace. Love. Go Forth and Give Out of Your Little.

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