1 Kings 17:8-24
Don’t you just love how our scripture tends to start right in the middle of things? As though we all remember exactly who Elijah is and what he was up to?
By way of a little background on this story, Elijah was a great prophet, in the time of the kings of
The historian who compiled the book of 1st Kings tells us that King Ahab “did evil in the sight of the Lord more than all who were before him. And as if it had been a light thing for him to walk in the sins of Jeroboam son of Nebat, he took as his wife Jezebel daughter of King Ethbaal of the Sidonians, and went and served Baal” worshiped and built a sacred altar and did more to provoke the anger of the Lord than had all the kings of Israel before him.[1]
God is particularly displeased to see a king of
And so Elijah, heads on out of town, to get out of Ahab’s jurisdiction, and goes to the Wadi Cherith, a marsh where he will still have some water to drink. God sends ravens to feed him bread and meat, twice a day. But soon, because there is no rain, the Wadi dries up and Elijah must move on.
Which catches us up to today’s scripture lesson, God sends Elijah to the
In the Bible, widows are always of God’s special concern. Without husbands to provide for them or give them security and status in Israelite society, these women are vulnerable, with few resources and no power, not exactly the ideal caretakers for
During the drought, God cares for those who are faithful. Elijah, the widow, and her child, are fed, even while the rest of the land starves. God does not give Elijah good news for the King and Queen, but does give good news to this widow and child who were on the verge of death, showing even more that God truly is in charge of the harvest, life and death.
In his book, Testimony to Otherwise, theologian Walter Brueggemann notes that the story of Elijah makes a break in the historical account of the kings of
These days, we find more and more stories that are told from unlikely points of view. Just think of Wicked, the story of the Wizard of Oz, told from the wicked witch’s point of view or of Wide Sargasso Sea, the story of Jane Eyre told through the eyes of the crazy wife in the attic. In our Postmodern awareness, we are more sensitive to other sides of the story: not just the winners of history, of the rich and elite, but the stories of the ordinary, of the underdog, of the slave, of the victim.
And so, in the middle of this litany of the kings of
Brueggemann says that Elijah "enacts otherwise, showing that the world could be and would be different, concretely, decisively different."
This whole business of good news for the impoverished and marginalized and bad news for the rich and royal will continue with Jesus, which is why so many people will call on stories of Elijah to help them process the reality of Jesus. It’d be nice sometimes, or easier at least, if so many stories of the Bible were not so uncomfortable, if they didn’t call on us to help feed the hungry and heal the hurts of the world—but the message of Elijah, of Jesus, is not self-fulfillment and satisfaction, it’s not prosperity and simple happiness,
Elijah spends a lot of time on the run, finding unlikely sources for meals and shelter. He interprets God for the people, he obeys God’s commands, and he challenges God. He and God have a full and rich relationship, sometimes harmonious, sometimes tense. When the widow’s son dies anyway, even with the abundance of food, Elijah cries out to God, asking what God has against him now that the son of his hostess would die anyway. And God hears these cries as Elijah stretches his own body across the child’s, and God answers Elijah by giving the child life again. This is not the sort of miracle we expect anymore. Who among us would expect to be able to stretch out over the lifeless body of a loved one and bring them back? Elijah raises people from the dead, Jesus will later raise people from the dead.
These are the sorts of wild miracles that God is capable of doing. God gives sustenance to those who have nothing, hope and healing to those who have none.
Thanks be to God.
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