Yesterday evening I went to the grocery store and ran across these. Mark and I would buy these and have them with our coffee in the mornings. It is almost 3 years since he's passed on, so I don't have many moments of being overwhelmed by grief. But every once in awhile, grief and the sense of devastation will come crashing over me unexpectedly, like a wave from the ocean that takes you by surprise and drowns you in the salty and sudsy waters. So there I am in the grocery store, my eyes brimming with tears and almost driven to my knees by a box of cookies that I haven't bought in almost 3 years. (The box says Almond Thins, which makes you feel better about eating cookies for breakfast. Doesn't sound as unhealthy as it actually is. Trust me, I know.....I have read the nutrition facts on the side panel....they are cookies.)
You can run from your sins, your problems, your hurts........whatever is bothering you. However, they will always chase after you and overtake you, especially when you least expect it. So we can continue to run and hide, or we can face them head on and deal with them. Or in my case, we can take the moment in the grocery store to cry over cookies, cry over who's missing, cry over the companionship we once shared over a simple box of cookies and coffee, and then wipe our tears, and thank Jesus for what has been, what is now, and what is to come that He is preparing us for. And if it's a box of cookies that sets off the tears, buy two: one to share with family and one to share with a friend.