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