The children of Israel named the strange flakes manna, which sounds like the Hebrew for “what is it?”
The manna settled like the dew six days a week, always fresh and on-time.
Light in color, manna tasted like wafers made with honey.
As I read, I so want a taste. Just a morsel. Perhaps the smorgasbord in heaven will feature a manna station.
Taste and see that the Lord is good (Psalm 34:8).
Literally in this case.
Exodus 16 in week six of reading the Bible cover to cover
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