As she was going to get it, he called to her and said, “Please bring me a morsel of bread in your hand.”
She said, “As the LORD your God lives, I don’t have anything baked, but only a handful of meal in a jar and a little oil in a jar.
Behold, I am gathering two sticks, that I may go in and bake it for me and my son, that we may eat it, and die.”