Is the "HOT" Sign On?

“How sweet are Your words to my taste, Sweeter than honey to my mouth!” – Psalm119:103

When we arrived in the Dominican Republic, I wasn’t quite sure what I was going to eat. The first and last time Janet and I were in the DR we ate a lot of pollo (chicken) and food at our hotel. The only problem with the hotel was the menu was very limited for a picky eater like me.

Now don’t go feeling sorry for me. There were the "trials and tribulations" that go along with immersing yourself into a different culture, but I can share this with you – I found enough food to my liking that I didn’t lose a pound while we were gone.

I have more to say on the food issue, enough for another time, but in case you’re wondering, the Dominican Republic now has a Krispy Kreme! At least one, in Santo Domingo of all places, and it just happened to open shortly prior to our arrival. God is good!

We were invited to Yolanda’s mother’s house for lunch on our first Sunday in town. Janet and I thought it would be nice to share a little of the sweetness of our South Carolina culture with our hosts, so we stopped at Krispy Kreme and picked up three dozen for Yolanda’s family.

Needless to say, the doughnuts were every bit as good as they are here in the U.S. They were a hit with the sisters, nieces, nephews, Yolanda’s sons, and of course we enjoyed them too.

When we stopped to pick up the doughnuts on this occasion and on a couple of other occasions, the lines to get them were as long as I’ve ever experienced on any day, anywhere at a Krispy Kreme. Cars were lined up in the drive-thru, into the street, and down the block. Inside, there was abundant seating –all full- and a line of people (probably over 200 hundred inside) that extended from one end of the building to the other. The parking lot was also full.

People were captivated watching the doughnuts as they traveled through the cooking process, from first being formed to the coating of sweetness that was added at the end.

Now that we’re home, I reflect back on the scene. Wouldn’t it be nice if the sweetness of God’s word was as captivating to people as those doughnuts were to the people in the Krispy Kreme in Santo Domingo? Wouldn’t it be nice if people were lined up and excited for a new experience with God with expectations like those lined up to experience the treat at the doughnut shop?

I saw glimpses, many of them, from the people in the Dominican Republic: in the church we attended, in the Hard Rock Christians we met, and on the faces of the doctor who volunteered his time, the Padre serving a poor community, and the people who thirst for the sweetness of our Lord and Savior. For many, the “HOT” sign is on. How about for you?

By the way, the Krispy Kreme fad was not a one day experience. Every time we drove past or went inside, the lines of eager doughnut seekers were just as abundant as the first day we saw them.

May God bless you and may you find His Word and His love sweeter than any honey -or doughnut- to your mouth.