Bonbons from Heaven

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The height and depth and breadth of parables happen around us all the time. But sometimes, you must wait a lifetime to realize the significance of the moment. Kernels of truth dropped in mundane soil will bear fruit only when given space in your memory.

My parable starts with a sticky preschooler I knew well and was trying to raise right. We’d brought her and her sister from a Texas town of two thousand into an Asian city street of the same. “Mmmfirsty,” she mumbled, smearing thick liquid onto her cheek with the back of her hand. 

I exhaled slowly. As a language student in the middle of Mandarin study, I needed quiet. As a two-year-old in the middle of outdoor play, she needed a drink.

Excuse me?” I sighed.“Your mouth is full. Swallow before speaking, please.”

Somewhere between my last two sentences, I realized that the sugary dribble in her mouth was a mystery to me. I was immediately suspicious since the kitchen cabinets were out of her reach and contained nothing that color. “What are you eating?” I demanded as the last drop of blue syrup dripped off her chin. 

With a loud, juicy gulp, she grinned to expose other curious shades between her teeth. “It’s yummy,” she beamed and pointed outside before I could ask where she got it. Temporarily whetted by her own sticky saliva, she promptly forgot her thirst and exited to rejoin her friends

Following out the back door of our two-story duplex, I entered the moss-covered courtyard. Dubbed “the compound,” this small gated community housed five families. Built in the 50s when Taiwan’s land was cheap, the complex was modeled after American suburbia. Now, however, we found ourselves in a fish bowl with high-rise buildings all around us. Office windows on two sides of our “yard” could peer down into the curious lives of foreigners. 

When I rounded the corner of our building, I immediately saw wrapped candies falling from the sky. As I lifted my eyes ten floors upward, I noticed several open windows from the multi-level complex adjacent to our wall. Seeking the source, I watched as smiling Taiwanese executives tossed treats to the five fair-skinned preschoolers below.

My two children were chirping the first Chinese words I’d heard either speak. Even with my rudimentary language, I quickly got the translation.“Wo yao tang guo! Wo yao tang guo!” (“I want candy! I want candy!”), they yelled. In the real-life parable unfolding before me, they had asked and promptly received. 

As you come to God today, visualize yourself as one of these five preschoolers. As your Father, He already provides for all you need (check out Ephesians 1:3 and 2 Peter 1:3), so ask for what you want emotionally. Joy? “Ask, and you will receive, so that your joy may be made full” (John 16:24). Peace? “My peace I give to you…let not your heart be troubled” (John 14:27). Hope? “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope” (Romans 15:13).

How the Face of the Father smiles at such childlike faith. Let your faithe look upward without reticence or restraint, expecting provision from above. Seek that place where all things are possible. Call out with audacious anticipation for this kind of innocent humility is considered the greatest kind in the kingdom (Matthew 18:4).

Pray with me:

Father, I know that Jesus has already opened the windows of heaven for me. Rather than focusing on the barren landscape around me, I desire to look up to You with expectation. Grant me the childlike expectation that eagerly awaits Your Holy Spirit. Adjust my tastes to match Yours, for I desire all the sweetness You have for me every day. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.