
I was studying last week and when I read this scripture in Numbers, I felt that beautiful feeling. I love it when that happens!
Numbers 11:8-9 And the people went about, and gathered it, and ground it in mills, or beat it in a mortar, and baked it in pans, and made cakes of it: and the taste of it was as the taste of fresh oil. And when the dew fell upon the camp in the night, the manna fell upon it.