My Life with God

Sweet Bites


After lunch at a delicious pizza place in the Dumbo neighborhood of Brooklyn, Anna suggested we stop by one of her favorite dessert shops: One Girl Cookies.

What a gorgeous, cozy shop! As most of the neighborhood, the shop was located in a repurposed riverside warehouse. Small groups of people relaxed with their sweets throughout the space. A sweet warmth filled the air, a comfortable respite from the drizzly, windy afternoon.

I had no idea what I wanted. Anna was happy to guide my choices…until she started considering the many options, too. (The pumpkin whoopie pie ended up being my favorite, but I don’t think there was a single item I wouldn’t have liked.) We explored the options, determined what we wanted, then saw more options and changed what we wanted. We ended up with a variety. It’s a good thing the cookies are bite-size. There was a deal on any combination of four cookies. And there were four types of cookies on each display row. Easy-peasy.

“We’ll take one of each on the top row and one of each on the second row….plus, whoopie pies.”

We waited to open the bag until we were relaxing on the ferry.


Sometimes the many options of our decisions is a bit overwhelming. Sometimes we don’t have to choose just one thing. Sometimes no matter what we choose, there is a taste of sweetness involved.

But we have to make the decision in order to experience the sweetness.

You are likely facing a decision today. In fact, you will have a lot of decisions to make today. You’re not going to enjoy the taste of every single consequence of your decisions, but you will savor more than a crumb of sweetness if you “taste and see that the Lord is good” along the way (Psalm 34:8).


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