Although I didn’t have any plans to travel out of the country for Christmas, I bought a passport. A chocolate passport. It was advertised as a chocolate adventure for the taste buds. Ten bars of dark chocolate, single sourced from localities around the world. The descriptions were inviting with lines like, “Deep chocolate aroma with floral and fruit notes,” and, “Marked fruity taste with a touch of spice.” Teasers that filled me with anticipation. And oh the chocolate was wonderful. I savored each bite and concentrated on the undertones, the notes and the touches, but I didn’t get it. Maybe I am just a chocolate lover and not a chocolate connoisseur. It was not the first time that the finer things of life were lost on me. I remember when I first became interested in the Bible as an adult seeker. As with any good book, I started at the beginning. It was an exciting read with many story lines in Genesis and Exodus. Then I reached Leviticus with all the laws foreign to my senses. I was thrown for a loop as I simply didn’t get it. Fast-forward ten years in my relationship with the Lord. Now those same passages spoke volumes to my heart. I loved the foreshadowing of Jesus in the Old Testament. The connections between the Old and New Testaments reinforced God’s plan for mankind and for me. The difference was that I had the Holy Spirit inside of me. The Spirit that reveals the deeper truths. The Spirit that expresses faith with nuances. The Spirit that proves over and over how sweet our life is in God’s hands. .
Taste and see that the LORD is good, blessed is the man who takes refuge in him.
How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!