Sometimes I run across scripture while studying that I think of as nuggets, rare finds that we normally don't see unless we're digging, so to speak. You just know, by the way your spirit and heart feel, that you've found something of importance.
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.