When the dew came down on the camp at night the manna would come down with it.
He gave them quails to eat when they asked him; he fed them with the bread of heaven until they were full.
Moses heard all the families crying at the entrance to their tents. The Lord became very angry, and Moses was also upset.
The people would go out and collect it, grind it up in a mill or crush it in a mortar. Then they would boil it in a pot and make it into flatbread. It tasted like pastries made with the best olive oil.
May my teaching fall gently like the rain; may my words drop lightly like the dew, like soft rain on new grass, like spring showers on growing plants.