The Angel that feeds you cake

(Pre-script: Before reading this post, go down to the playlist and click on the song " Only Hope," by Switchfoot, then read it while that song is playing. I'll wait...) (...still waiting...)

"He (Elijah*) lay down and slept under a juniper tree; and behold there was an angel touching him, and he said to him "Arise, eat." Then he looked and behold, there was at his head a bread cake** baked on hot stones, and a jar of water. So he ate and drank and lay down again. The angel of the Lord came again a second time and touched him and said "Arise, eat, because the journey is too great for you." So he arose and ate and drank, and went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights..." 1 Kings 19:5-8a.

Must have been some cake.

Some days life is too hard. Being responsible for 4 little people + 1 husband? Y'all, the journey is too great for me. Often I just want to run away; to go sleep under a tree somewhere by myself. Some days I just want God to send an angel who will bake me fresh cake, wake me up when it's warm, and tell me to eat it, then send me back home, restored and refreshed. And some days, I think he does, though I never perceive it.

-XOXO,

*I added that so that you wouldn't have to guess who I was talking about; I know that not everyone has memorised the Old Testament.

**I bet it was some sort of honey cake. I doubt that "angel food cake" would sustain you very long, and manna had a honey taste to it, so possibly all heavenly food is honey flavored. (Plus, honey is a great natural energy source.)