I love nothing more than to bring happiness to people’s lives through delectable creations—cakes, cupcakes, and pies. Friends and family have come to know that a visit from me usually carries the promise of their favorite dessert. These sugary gifts are my way of showing how much I love and care for them. Sometimes, I like to spoil myself a little bit and indulge in the baking that someone else does. Without too much regret, I have visited a cupcake shop three times this week. I told one of my friends that I had eaten yet another cupcake and he replied, “So?” I feel especially happy when someone gives me the green light on eating sweets! However, I do wonder silently, “Would he fall under the captivity of cupcakes with me if he were here?” I know that the answer is, “Yes.” He is the one friend that allows me to enjoy eating sweets without making me feel guilty. It is one of the things I love most about him. He knows I adore sweets; therefore, he doesn’t send me on a guilt trip over it.
In my sugary comatose state, I convinced myself that I was frequenting the cupcake shop simply for the cupcakes. I was in fact, entering the gates of Heaven every time I went in and saw bowl upon bowl of fluffy icing. I found my way up to the pearly gates as the aroma of cupcakes took my breath away. It is difficult to describe how overwhelmingly happy I was when I reached the throne and took in all of the available cupcake flavors: Death By Chocolate, Lemon Blueberry, Salty Caramel, Caramel Apple, Red Velvet, German Chocolate, Peanut Butter Banana Fluff, and Chocolate Almond. I was thinking, “God sure does know how to spoil a girl!” Cupcakes—by far His greatest creation! Through my rendezvous at the cupcake shop, He has taught me a lesson about my obsession with sweets and my innate desire to spoil others.
The question is: Why has God placed this love for sweets in my heart? I had a revelation when I was standing in the midst of cupcake paradise yesterday. While my avenue of service to others is baking sweets, the purpose goes beyond the burst of chocolate and powdered sugar that people experience when they bite into a dessert I have made. Long after the cookie container is empty and houses only tiny crumbs—little memories left from famous recipe chocolate chip cookies, something lingers in the heart of the sweets recipient. The sweetness I showed from the depths of my heart.
If truth be known, it is not the actual dessert that makes the people feel special. Honestly, I believe it’s the fact that I thought of them. I considered what their favorite sweet is and then I took the time to make it for them. I not only used ingredients from my cabinets, but I used ingredients from my heart—love, tenderness, honesty, creativity, and unselfishness. Beyond these things, I get the opportunity to spend special time with the individual when I deliver their box of goodies. I pray that my words are guarded—pure—good. I pray that those I spend time with feel a sweetness that comes from my soul to theirs. May both the tangible and intangible gifts that I bear when I go visiting, be constant reminders of a sweet goodness in the life of those I love the most. Lord use me to live out Proverbs 16:24:
“Pleasant words are as a honey-comb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.”