A Box of Valentine Chocolates Never Misses Its Target
By Rev. James L. Snyder
“"If we confess our sins,
he is faithful and
just to forgive us
our sins, and to
cleanse us from all unrighteousness."
1 John 1:9
spent a few very profitable hours searching for a special box of Valentine chocolates. After all, that special person in my life deserves all the time I can spare in choosing the right box of chocolate.
Buying a box of chocolate on Valentine's Day can cover a multitude of sins and trespasses committed during the past year. And so, my investment in a box of chocolate once a year pays rich and creamy dividends. It is a small price to pay for a year’s worth of faux pas, mistakes and rolled up socks under the bed.
That infamous day when recited those words "I do," was the beginning of my life. Whoever thought that two words, just three letters, could make such an impact upon a person's life?
Of course, at the time I was too naïve and inexperienced in women-lore to understand that attached to those two little words, "I do," came the dreaded "honey-do-list." Only a bride, coached by her mother, understands the import of the whole scenario.
Like every husband to be before me I stood at the altar looking goofy, wearing an insufferable smile thinking all was well with the world. Little did I know that when I said, "I do," it was done? I have learned all the phases; do, did, done. And when I said, "I do," I was done.
In the first few years of our marriage, I made a dreadfully wrong assumption. I assumed that being married to me was enough. After all, at the wedding altar we took each other for "better or worse." She fulfilled the "better," and I, of course, brought up the "worse." In a marriage, everybody has his or her responsibility and that was mine.
But in that first year of marriage I did something wrong. I cannot remember what it was now; I probably did not know what it was then. That is the way it is with men. They have no idea what is going on around them. But something I did, or maybe it was something I did not do, had created a little bit of tension.
It was close to Valentine's Day and I happened to be shopping at the supermarket when I spied a very large red heart-shaped box of chocolates. Normally, I would not have given it a second thought because it was quite expensive.
It certainly was beyond our modest budget at the time. However, something came over me that I could not quite explain. In a flash of impulse, I put the box of chocolate in my basket, and purchased it.
It was not quite Valentine's Day so I hid it and waited for the day to approach.
Finally, the anticipated moment had come and I presented my wife with the biggest box of chocolate she had ever seen up to that time. I do not know what happened, even to this day, but that box of chocolate canceled out everything I had done wrong up to that point.
In fact, she still has that Valentine box that she uses to hold her jewelry. It is a constant reminder to me that chocolate has a magical quality to it when it comes to women.
I have no idea how chocolate solves problems; I just know that it works. Possibly, one bite of that chocolate immediately goes to the brain erasing forever whatever her husband did the preceding twelve months. No husband knows how it works, but why fool around with something that does work?
This is precisely the way forgiveness works. I don’t know how it works I just know it works.
God’s forgiveness never misses its mark, either.