Candy to My Soul

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by jendoop

It’s that time of year where sweet temptations are constantly at our elbow. At my house we’re still gorging ourselves on the dregs of Halloween candy; Smarties and Tootsie Rolls congregate with empty wrappers at the bottom of the communal bowl. Thanksgiving isn’t far away and I’m tempted to make pies several times before the big day; they’re too good to enjoy only one day a year. In my house any pie instantly turns into “breakfast pie” when eaten before noon. Then we’ll jump into Christmas celebrations and the fabulous treats they provide – sugar cookies, pecan tarts, mint brownies… and if I’m lucky someone will send chocolate covered cinnamon bears or See’s chocolates. (HINT!)

Yesterday this line from a Dave Matthews song jumped out at me, “Sweet like candy to my soul.” Although Dave had a more carnal treat in mind, I thought about the things I have found in the gospel of Jesus Christ that are sweet, like candy to my soul.

Yesterday I went to the back of the chapel to find a seat for sacrament meeting and turned around to find my teenage daughter pointing at a bench closer to the sacrament table. Seeing her eager faith was like a Snickers bar with almonds.

After a visit with my housebound terminally ill friend she said, “Thank you for your visits; they really mean so much. You’ve made me feel better!” That was like razzleberry breakfast pie.

This morning a family in our ward, the Fosters, posted a picture of their family’s temple sealing on Facebook. That, my friends, is a piece of fresh cheesecake with ripe strawberries, chocolate shavings, and real whipped cream!

What are your favorite treats of gospel living?

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About jendoop

Jen writes, reads, paints, walks, prays, eats and sleeps. Paul is her co-conspirator in teaching these skills to 4 children.

8 Responses to Candy to My Soul

  1. lhamer says:

    Oh goodness! I love this, on so many levels. I enjoyed the sweet treat of attending a sweet daughter of God’s wedding reception last night. She was so excited to be married in the Temple. Now that was a box of Sees Chocolate to my soul!

    • jendoop says:

      What a neat experience to see those we care about make it to the temple! So often we use it as a label, as if all is done when we go there. But really we celebrate what that temple marriage means, that two people are committed to each other and to God, heading into eternity with faith and hope to build a family.

  2. Nick Galieti says:

    Quoting Dave Matthews in an LDS article, that is a first for me… now I am going to go get some chocolate.

  3. Bonnie says:

    I have been thinking about the sweet taste of manna lately. It’s not too romantic to consider the daily blessings we receive, especially when they aren’t quail or cucumbers and perhaps we’re longing for those things. It’s a wonder to me that God made manna sweet like wafers and honey, and sometimes the day-to-day is like that for me.

    • jendoop says:

      I love that God made manna sweet. It says a lot about Him. And I’m right there with you, being a child of Israel- too often complaining about the sweetness I am blessed to enjoy everyday.

  4. Seeing those little sparks of testimony in my children’s eyes when we are reading scriptures or discussing gospel topics, hearing my three year old sing primary songs all the live long day {and that is NOT and exaggeration}, and having members tell me how wonderful and kind and caring a bishop my husband is because they see him as I see him is like a piece of pure Icelandic chocolate or maybe a Bacci.

    Is it any wonder that Lehi described the fruit of the tree as “most sweet, above all that I ever before tasted?” I think not. Just as Bonnie mentioned the sweet taste of manna, the gospel is sweet so we return to it again and again.

    • jendoop says:

      I’m happy to hear that people are nice to your bishop husband. I worry that they get the worst of everything in the ward. Although I do remember a bishop telling me, while on a temple trip with the youth, that he wished he could take his wife everywhere he went because the spiritual blessings of being a bishop are so great and you can’t really share the feeling of actually being there.

      Thanks for bringing up Lehi, a great addition. I wonder if our taste buds get polluted by the world; we get confused about the sweetness of the gospel. Kind of like eating an orange after eating chocolate – it’s difficult to appreciate the full flavor of the orange after that overwhelming sweetness, which doesn’t provide healthy sustenance like the orange.

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