There was a time I blissfully munched on Snickers and Almond Joys. I thought these bars of sugar, nugget, coconut, and cocoa were quite a treat. A good friend once referred to me as an ‘inhaler’ of common, run-of-the-mill chocolate sweets. But, hey, this was all I knew. Then one day I wandered into Wiseman House Chocolates, a place Texas Highways calls ‘Chocolate Heaven’, and now I am ruined. I cannot go back to the other stuff. Oh … I could, but I don’t want to. The Gran Saman truffle is quite an experience, and once you have had this experience and are blessed with this knowledge, a brightly wrapped, convenience store chocolate bar holds little appeal. I still occasionally go into the local gas station mini-mart, walk around looking for something sweet and chocolate, but walk out the door with nothing. Why? Because I know and recall the experience of something far better.
finding that Jesus is enough