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Ahab's Reaction

I don't know about you, but I sometimes struggle with what to say right after a Church service. Be it a youth group, small group or especially the Big Show, I am usually at a loss as to the best transition into what feels like 'the rest of the week'.

It feels weird to follow a Sunday morning worship service with, 'Hey anybody up for the Pizza Hut buffet?' Shouldn't something from the previous hour with god have affected me more than that? Shouldn't my focus on hunger be more spiritual than physical?

As much as I internally struggle, it would appear that King Ahab had none of these problems. He has a front-row seat to one of the greatest Old Testament displays by God. You can read all about it in 1 Kings 18.


The Cliff-notes version is that King Ahab just saw 450 Baal prophets slaughtered after losing a my-god-is-better-than-your-God battle with Elijah. Now he's told that rain is coming, something not seen in Israel for 3 years.

What's his reaction? Worship? Repentance? Reconcile with Elijah? Lots of people in the Old Testament came up with songs to commemorate this sort of thing. He didn't say a prayer or even suggest a moment of silence.

Nope. He decides to go have a bite to eat. This has got to be the epitome of being all about yourself. An experience to rival all others has just been put on display for Ahab and all he does in response is to fill his own temporary needs.

Yes, Elijah did tell him to go eat and drink. But if Ahab had any sense of following after God within him, he would have said that worship...or prayer...or something was more important than getting a value meal at the nearest McKing.

I'm guessing he didn't debrief with his attendants while at a buffet. I know a guy's gotta eat, but this smells like more evidence of a life spent ignoring God.

What about you, ever had difficulty transitioning from a worship service? Do you have any ideas how to best go about this transition?

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