bake me a cake.

"He's faithful to the end He's faithful to my heart He's faithful to the end He will come and marry me"

I'm often finding myself overwhelmed. Whether it be some specific emotion or revelation, I am constantly processing and it's exhausting. Don't get me wrong, it is the best kind of exhaustion but sometimes I forget that it is ok to just rest in his presence. Sometimes, when things get to be too overwhelming, God just wants to bake us a cake.

1 kings; Cue Elijah. Elijah tells Ahab, "...As the LORD, the God of Israel, lives, whom I serve, there will be neither dew nor rain in the next few years except at my word". Weather Master. Then the word of the LORD came to Elijah: 3 "Leave here, turn eastward and hide in the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan. 4 You will drink from the brook, and I have ordered the ravens to feed you there." Fed by the wild. Some time later the brook dried up because there had been no rain in the land. 8 Then the word of the LORD came to him: 9 "Go at once to Zarephath of Sidon and stay there. I have commanded a widow in that place to supply you with food." Provided for by Random Locals. Elijah asks for something to eat, and the widow says she has only enough to feed herself and her son, and then they will die. Cue Rescue. Elijah tells her. For this is what the LORD, the God of Israel, says, "The jar of flour will not be used up and the jug of oil will not run dry until the day the LORD gives rain on the land." Multiplication. Later Elijah calls together 450 prophets of Baal, shows them up, and then slaughters every one of them. God sends fire and burns up the offering.

Jezebel finds out about the slaughter of the prophets and threatens to kill him. So what does Elijah do? The man who has witnessed Gods power in the weather, Gods provision in the ravens and widow, seen God multiply flour and oil and seen the fire of God fall from heaven and prove himself.

3 Elijah was afraid [c] and ran for his life. Elijah lost it. It was just too much to handle.

So what did God do? 6 He looked around, and there by his head was a cake of bread baked over hot coals, and a jar of water.

 

He bakes him a cake.

Sometimes God just wants to bake us a cake. It's ok to rest in his presence.

"My soul waits for you alone Like the watchmen wait for dawn Here I’ve finally found the place Where we’ll meet, Lord, face to face

I’ve finally found where I belong, I’ve finally found where I belong, In Your presence I’ve finally found where I belong, to be with You, to be with You

I am my Beloved’s and He is mine, so come into Your garden and take delight in me Take delight in me"

Taren MarounComment