God is Just Good, Isn't He?

There are more things in this universe that point to the goodness of God than we can count, but I love it when one stares me in the face, or for that matter, melts in my mouth.

Several years ago I had to attend a week-long class for work in the delightful suburb of Chicago, Buffalo Grove.  Glen had traveled with me and we spent our evenings exploring the area.  We found an incredible German bakery, called Deerfields, and the very best pizza I have ever put in my mouth (and yes, I have eaten pizza in New York.  I am the only Davis who prefers Chicago pizza.)  

While we were shopping in the mall there, marveling at the stores we could only dream of having here, we went into the Lindt Chocolate store.  Along the back were bins from ceiling to counter of all different flavors of Lindor truffles.  We saw the ones we were used to seeing here, mint, raspberry, caramel, peanut butter, but they also had something I had never seen before.  They had Orange flavored Lindor truffles.  

Now, I absolutely adore the taste of orange and chocolate together.  Of course, I bought a bag full of these melt-in-your-mouth wonders and enjoyed each one to the fullest.

Since then, whenever I see a display of Lindor truffles, I have looked for the orange ones, but have never seen them.  I supposed a trip back to Chicago was needed to taste them again.

Until the other day.  

We were in a local grocery store walking down the Christmas candy isle.  I was in the mood for a particular candy my family likes during holidays, but I didn't see any of those, so we went on with our shopping.  

Before we left, my husband said, "Let's just head down that candy isle one more time."  He had in mind to buy me some of the milk chocolate Lindor balls he had seen there.  But when we reached that section of the isle, we were both amazed.  There on the shelf were bags of Orange Chocolate Lindor truffles.  He had not seen them on our first trip down the isle, so he was as shocked as I to see them.  Of course we bought some, and I could barely wait until we were in the car, to open one up and plop it into my mouth.

The taste had not changed over the years, it was still as delicious as I remembered.  As we drove away, we were both discussing one thing.  Not that the orange-chocolate was wonderful (although it was) but how wonderful was our Lord, to first of all allow the store to have the one candy that would have blown me away, but also to direct us to it the second time, since we missed His gracious provision the first.

To me, each of these little chocolate balls is a testament that God loves us.  He loves us more than we could ever imagine.  He loves us more than we could ever even imagine loving one of our own children.  He loves us and He longs to give us the desires of our hearts.

Psalm 37:4

"Delight thyself also in the LORD: and He shall give thee the desires of thine heart.  Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in Him; and He shall bring it to pass. "