Mint Chocolate-Chip


It’s a hot summer day. You know, when it’s beautiful weather. Girls are happen to be wearing dresses. As if they all called each other and planned it. The sun is shining and the sky is blue and cloudless. At these times, the kid inside of us thinks–hmm… you know, I think I would like some ice cream. So we turn to God and we say, “God, I would like some ice cream. Do you think we could go out and get some for me? I would really like that.” God answers, “Ice cream? My child, I will gladly get you ice cream. I know the right place, the right time, and just the right kind for you.”

You and Jesus take a trip to the ice cream parlor. You see some ice cream trucks and other ice cream shops on the way. From the windows, you see flavors you think you might like and you say, “God, can stop here? Can I try this flavor? Is this the one you were talking about for me?” And you know, sometimes He let’s you try this flavor or that. Some of them you like and some you don’t, but none of them are quiet the taste you are really looking for. But Jesus already knew that would be the case.

You both continue on, but the day keeps getting hotter and hotter. You begin to see other people enjoying their favorite flavors, but you still haven’t quiet found yours. “Jesus, when am I going to have the ice cream you have for me?” you ask, slowly growing more and more impatient. But Jesus answers with a smile, “My child, I love you more than you know. You can’t even imagine the flavor I’ve made for you, but it will be exactly what you are looking for.”

The sun becomes hotter, and the sweat trickles down your face. Families and friends are enjoying ice cream everywhere you turn. Jesus’s words begin to fade in your mind, and your surroundings begin to block Him from your view. With each step, you become more impatient until you decide to run in to the next ice parlor you see. “Vanilla!” you yell. “I will like vanilla! It’s seems delicious, and it’s the special of the day in this parlor so it must be yummy. A lot of people like it, Jesus. My friends think I’ll like it too. Maybe this one will be the one for me, right Jesus?” The line isn’t too long. So you you join the end of the line for your vanilla ice cream until you notice that the kid at the very front is getting the last scoop.

“This isn’t the flavor I want for you,” Jesus says, but you are distracted by the kid at the beginning of the line. “Nooo!” you yell. “She’s taking the last one!”
“That’s okay, my child,” Jesus speaks again, but of course your temper gets the best of you, and it’s more comfortable for you to stay in the air conditioned parlor you’ve chosen than go back out into the sun again to go to the next parlor. “Lord, I really want this one,” you argue. “Just please let me have this one. It will work for me.” But He waits for you patiently and encourages you to follow Him. “My child, trust in me. I love you, and vanilla will only disappoint you. Come with me to this parlor across the way. There you will find the ice cream I have made perfect for you.”

Why can’t I have my stupid vanilla ice cream! Why did they run out! Why isn’t this one good for me!? I want this one! You think to yourself and you put up a fuss, but at some point you give in to your weariness. And you begin to contemplate the words Jesus spoke to you throughout your entire trip together. “You said you love me, Jesus,” and when you finally look up into His eyes, you recognize a depth of love that you never encountered before. It overwhelms you and comforts your heart, “I will go with you.”

You take Jesus’s hand in yours as your most prized possession. Your impatience disintegrates as if it were never there, and you follow Him wherever He takes you, simply enjoying the ride. You see all the wonderful ice cream possibilities but you remember that your God loves you more than you can imagine, and the flavor He has for you is better than anything you could ever ask or think. So you smile patient and contently waiting.

Just as the sun is highest in the sky and our water bottle once full is becoming empty, you see a the fanciest parlor yet coming up beside you. “Are we there, Lord?” you ask. And you read the sign for the parlor’s signature flavor, “Hm…mint chocolate-chip.” It’s foreign to you, but it sounds interesting. And after your first try, you find you love it. It satisfies all the cravings that the other ones could not. “Jesus, thank you so much! This is better than I could have asked for myself. Thank you, because you knew what I wanted.”

Mint chocolate-chip isn’t my favorite ice cream,
but we all have that taste we want to satisfy.
Sometimes we can’t quiet put our finger on it,
but God already knows what it is before we even want it.
We all put up a fuss from time to time,
but we must realize how 
GREAT His love truly is for us.
Just as the sun is highest in the sky, and the time is right,
we will come to find whatever it is he has for us.
We fight God’s plans sometimes.
We might want this guy or this girl; or we might want to stick with this job.
Or stay in this place; or keep these friends.
You never know, in the end you might get to keep all those things.
But either way,
we must first 
let it go and trust that God knows best.
(I know it’s not always easy…)

Ephesians 3: 17-20 KJV
17. That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,
18. May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height;
19. And to know the love of Christ which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.
20. Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us,

–>What is your ice cream? A job, a guy, a girl, or even a church? …Follow Jesus.

-Love Forwords

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