The potluck was incredible
Because it wasn’t edible.
The prophets, starved for food to eat,
Were tasting bitter fruit, not sweet.
To them it wasn’t edible,
A fact that seemed incredible
Because the guy who messed it up
Had put some wild gourds in their cup.
They knew he had an eye for vines
He must have known were not for wines.
But from the Lord he had not heard
Unless, “Go kill them,” was His word.
The prophets groaned in one accord,
“Did he not hear right from the Lord?
Perhaps from God he has not heard.
We think he’s dumber than a bird.”
“And why did God not warn us too
By telling us, ‘Don’t eat that stew?’
We wish He’d warned us to beware
That those wild gourds weren’t fit to share.”,
“That other prophet should have prayed,
Received God’s word and then obeyed,”
Fumed one who sought a stomach pump
To help the poor prophetic chump
Who lay complaining on the ground
But by Elisha soon was found.
“Don’t worry, we can save this guy,”
Proclaimed the prophet. “He won’t die.”
“Nor shall the stew be hard to fix
If we contribute to the mix
A meal called “Jesus Did It All;
And His Grace Saves Us From The Fall.”
“For no one lives by bread alone,”
But by each word sent from God’s throne.”
So, that’s how they repaired the food.
Then everyone was feeling good
Because the food was edible,
But more than that – incredible!
Like living waters, fresh and clean,
Better than wheat Ruth did glean.
Instead of making prophets ill,
It made their churning stomachs still
Because by Jesus’ stripes we’re healed
His broken body has revealed
The blood He shed to make us whole,
Heal the body and save the soul.
Therefore, it’s not just edible.
It’s totally incredible!
(Based on the story in II Kings 4:38-41, with reference to Matthew 26:26-28, Mark 14:22-24, and Luke 22:19-20)