Last we left Elijah, he was a long-term guest in the widow’s house, God having provided food for her and her household to see them through the drought. So life was pretty good at this point. I’m guessing Elijah had found his comfort zone and was just waiting to ride the next few years of drought out and see what was next for him. He’d probably become fast friends with the widow, playing catch with her son in the front yard and teaching him all the things that his own father would have if he had still been alive. They didn’t have meat or any delicacies, but they were well-fed. They were happy. They were alive.
God then told Elijah, “Get out of here, and fast. Head east and hide out at the Kerith Ravine on the other side of the Jordan River. You can drink fresh water from the brook; I’ve ordered the ravens to feed you.” Elijah obeyed God’s orders. He went and camped in the Kerith canyon on the other side of the Jordan. And sure enough, ravens brought him his meals, both breakfast and supper, and he drank from the brook. Eventually the brook dried up because of the drought.
Provision is central to the human existence. Almost every action we take is in someway or another tied into our desire and need to provide for ourselves and for those we love.