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InlovewithJ 63F
50 posts
6/1/2009 6:19 am
Cotton Candy and Life

I went to the park today. I planned on meeting an English student there for conversational practice. She didn’t show so I just sat and enjoyed people watching for a while. Lots and lots of smiling , licking ice creams, holding tightly to the hands of their parents, young people strolling with arms around each other, older folks too, some with grandchildren and some alone, but all of them out for an afternoon spree.

The park was full. As I walked toward the front gate I had to step out of the flow of people walking into the park. I happened to step back behind a cotton candy machine. I watched with fascination as the man operating the machine held a stick over the blower blowing air into the sticky pink goo on the outer sides of the metal canister. Almost as if by magic that sticky pink goo turned into fluffy, enticing, delicious looking, pink, cotton candy.

As I stood there I noticed a small girl waiting by the metal canister watching with anticipation as the man spun her a big pink fluff of candy. She took it from his hands, her eyes wide and glowing with pleasure and excitement. I looked at her and smiled. Oh the joys of childhood.

At that moment I began to recall my childhood years. My parents were very health conscious and did not allow us to eat sugar, so any time we were in a public place such as a park or fair and there was that delicious looking cotton candy walking around in the hands of other , I longed to have a taste of it. I knew better than to ask permission because I already knew the answer would be no. Then, when I was 13 I happened to go to a fair without my parents. My older sister and myself were invited by a special aunt and uncle to accompany them. This was my chance and I took it without hesitation. Both my sister and I bought a big roll of pink cotton candy. I took one or two bites and then clearly recall thinking “Oh, this is it? This is what I was longing for all those other times? Why this is nothing, just pink fluff that melts in your mouth.” I’ve never eaten cotton candy since.

Have you ever felt like that about life? Have you had longings and expectations? Have you thought this person or that event or this career or that possession would bring you a sense of satisfaction? Then when you got what you thought you wanted you were disappointed. It was, after all, nothing but cotton candy that melted in your mouth. When we expect to find lasting fulfillment outside of the Lord, there is no question that eventually it will turn into cotton candy. He is the ONLY one who can satisfy us on our deepest level of need. Yes, relationships, special events, careers and possessions can add pleasure and comfort to our lives, but if we are looking to them alone for satisfaction, we’ll soon be disillusioned.

LovebuginCT 68F
606 posts
6/1/2009 4:06 pm

oh yes, yes, yes I have. I looked in the eyes of my soon-to-be husband 23 years ago on the day we married, with nothing but hope that being married to him would 'do it' for me...complete me...I'd finally found my 'other half'. Expecting anyone to complete me other than Christ was absurd...

and I still struggle with this! I'm as dumb as an...

Walking, and praising and trusting my Lord for the rest of my life

(William Watson)
18097 posts
6/1/2009 6:17 pm

i would have made the most of it as well, cheers

May the Lord bless you and keep you

InlovewithJ 63F
58 posts
6/3/2009 3:56 am

Field Lilies, Thanks for your comment. Blessings.

InlovewithJ 63F
58 posts
6/3/2009 3:59 am

Lovebug, I think all human beings have to learn the same lessons over and over again. I have. For me also, this disillusioning type of experience, more often than not, has been with men. Fortunately I didn't marry any of them.

InlovewithJ 63F
58 posts
6/3/2009 4:03 am

Dundeal, Thanks for reading my blog and leaving a comment. Blessings.