“Manna” means, “What is this?” The first manna recipients wondered what it was and how it got there, since it appeared everyday but the Sabbath and satisfied their hunger till the next delivery from the sky.
My wonders have come in a similarly inexplicable way— only enough for the day, never enough to be stockpiled for the future. During this hell of mercy, God has fed me, led me, and sent friends my way when I needed them most, with hope spilling from their pockets.
As I received my daily ration of manna in my wilderness, I knew that I was not on my own, but God was with me, surprising me and supplying me with wondrous provision.
– Originally published in The Other End of the Dark: A Memoir About Divorce, Cancer, and Things God Does Anyway (the profits of which go to Freedom House).