There are instances when life pushes us into a corner where we find ourselves without many alternatives and are in the verge of giving up. That moment when all your options are gone and you cannot figure out any help coming your way. That time when you are about to withdraw the last amount in your account or feel you are saying the last goodbye to a loved one. The scriptures gives account of a God who starts new chapters in the lives of his people when they are about to close their books. That is what happened to a widow in a place called Zeraphath during a period of severe famine in Israel. Elijah a prophet of God found this lady gathering firewood to cook what she called her last meal to eat with her son and then wait for death. She had reached her end and could not figure out a possible way out. She saw death beckoning and resigned herself to the fate of death. What they did not know is that there is a God who sees us as we prepare our last meals. A God who rarely shows up when you have food remaining to last for a month or even a week. He comes when you are draining the last coin in your account. He visits when you are about to fall off the cliff of despair and at the end of your hope when all solutions appears dead and buried. The woman did not know that beyond the shadow of death,there is a God commanding a prophet to go take care of her. Where are you calling it over before God does it? Where are you putting a full-stop where God has just put a comma? Where do you feel cornered with no practical way out? There is a God who calls the things that are not as though they are and brings back to life dead hopes. He is a God of perfect timing who shows up the very last minute when everything appears bleak. When you come to the end of your rope, refuse to give up and hang in there. You won’t suffer shame, you won’t sign out of this life in defeat. Your story has a great ending and like the widow of Zeraphath, God will keep you alive in your famine!
“As surely as the Lord your God lives,” she replied, “I don’t have any bread—only a handful of flour in a jar and a little olive oil in a jug. I am gathering a few sticks to take home and make a meal for myself and my son, that we may eat it—and die.” 1 Kings 17:12 NIV
Last modified: August 7, 2020