“Qu’ils mangent de la brioche”
Although her context was less than compassionate…her words are fairly in keeping with what we were promised when we fell out of the uterus.
“Its gonna suck sometimes kid…but there’s chocolate”
I know, I know. I too shivered at the realization that there would be no cake in heaven. Imagine for a moment no chocolate for all of eternity. Gads.
Spending our afterlife minus the comfort food that has sustained us through so many of our discomforts in this physical life. Good God all mighty this is asking an awful lot in exchange for all we’ve endured here!
However, before you go pushing down the doors of the local churches screaming
“Why oh why!?!?!” …
Let me shed some light on what might be considered a tremendous faux pas on the part of the hospitality committee at the pearly gates. Before you all withhold tip out to Angel Boy there…
We don’t need cake in heaven.
Oh and get ready…..
We don’t need sex either. Oh my God…I KNOW. Quickly now…run to the nearest XXX store and buy everything you need to experience it ALL before it’s too late!
Take your credit card. Sex is pricey. And stock up on cake for when the bill comes rolling in. You’ll be both depressed and exhausted. But wait…chocolate…
That’ll fix ya.
There’s always that.
Here in this physical lifetime we are asked to endure some of the most difficult experiences we can possibly anticipate. We signed up for this when we chose to dive into the womb after one of those “sexcapades” mentioned above.
Why did we choose that? The easy answer obviously would be for cake.
We need the comforts that we are permitted to make this journey a more manageable one. It is just that simple. Because we as humans struggle with finding comfort within our own souls we are offered the next best thing to blunt off what hurts us.
I will always remember my Nanny unwrapping a Dairy Milk to shove into my whiny little face.
“Chocolate fixes everything Fanlight”
And she was right bless her soul. All of my earthly discomfort would evaporate as the creamy sweetness would wrap itself around my tongue.
Not for long of course. Many, many Dairy Milks were consumed in the making of a Happy Medium.
In the keeping of spiritual I am leaving out the XXX store visits. 😉
The physical world requires compensation prizes. It’s just that simple.
And Heaven does not.
Think to one of the best meals you have ever tasted. Or the most unbelievably intimate experience you have ever felt. We’ve all said it.
“OMG this tastes like heaven”
“OMG I think I died and went to heaven”
“OMG this is better than sex!”
These moments I mention above are few and far between. We are not intended to know this feeling everyday because we need to prepare to feel it for eternity.
We are simply allowed tastings to sustain us through all the awful times when it doesn’t taste quite so palatable.
Do yourselves a favor. Don’t always turn down the cake. It was our birthright to take some small consolations for agreeing to live.
Life is hard. We love, we lose. We love, we grieve. We dream, we shatter. We want, we don’t get. We ask, we don’t receive. We go through every day accepting what is not acceptable and being asked to forgive what is unforgivable. We are told we are not good enough, not smart enough, not pretty enough. We are shaken and stirred, broken and rebuilt,
Damn right we deserve chocolate.
Eat yours and know you have earned every bite.
And when its time for you to leave this world.
It’s gonna feel like chocolate after sex.
Forever and Ever
Be gentle on yourselves.