Elijah went to Zarephath. When he came to the town gate, a widow
was there gathering sticks. He called to her and asked, "Would you
bring me a little water in a jar so I may have a drink?" As she was
going to get it he called, "And bring me, please, a piece of bread."
"As surely as the Lord your God lives," she replied, "I don't have
any bread - only a handful of flour in a jar and a little oil in a
jug. I am gathering a few sticks to take home and make a meal for
myself and my son, that we may eat it - and die." Elijah said to her,
"Don't be afraid. Go home and do as you have said. But first make
a small cake of bread for me from what you have and bring it to me,
and then make something for yourself and your son. For this is what
the Lord, the God of Israel, says: 'The jar of flour will not be used
up and the jug of oil will not run dry until the day the Lord gives
rain on the land.'"