God Cracks Me Up!

Krispy Kreme. The words alone can cause you to drool.


Hot Donuts Now! The sign alone is reason to consume a dozen .... at least.


My favorite is the chocolate-iced cream-filled. As the saying goes, how sweet it is!


For the sake of absolute honesty, I must confess here that I am a stress eater. Comfort food is called comfort food for a reason! For some, it's chips and dip. Sometimes chicken and dumplings. Sometimes French fries. Ice cream. Coke. A thick, juicy burger...what's your weakness?


Anyway, my husband and I lead a very hectic, very busy life. We have some heavy responsibilities and obligations. There are days the load gets heavy. On those days, comfort food calls my name.


Recently, after a particularly stressful day, I just wanted a donut. I was close to home and considered driving all the way back to town to get a fresh one. Instead, I decided to stop in the grocery store and get one from the display there. Since we're being honest, I got two. (I said is was a particularly stressful day.) I was tempted to eat them both on the one mile drive from the store to my house....but I restrained myself.


Coffee. These donuts and a cup of coffee were going to relieve all my stress and solve all my problems!


I got home, made the coffee, grabbed the bag of TWO donuts and headed to the couch. I pulled the first donut out and bit into it. Anticipation of the sweetness... the chocolate... the cream... was SO close to becoming my blissful reality.


Until I bit into custard filling. Custard! I didn't want custard. I don't like custard. I wanted the white, fluffy cream filling. Oh what a disappointment. Not to be outdone, I put that donut back into the bag and pulled out the second.


One more bite and my disappointment ballooned by immeasurable proportions! Ugh! Now what!?! Here I am in my pajamas now, my coffee is getting cold, and my stress is increased because I have custard filled donuts.


That's when I started giggling. I've been trying to eliminate sugar and junk from my diet. Not quite successfully, but trying. Then I started laughing. Because I realized that I had prayed and asked God to help me with this problem I have of not eating so healthy and loving the donuts.


Friend, I ended up laughing and laughing and praising and praising my God! I KNOW I got those donuts off the right tray. You see, I KNOW that because I KNOW there are two - cream and custard, and I DO NOT LIKE the custard. So I am careful to look at what I am getting.


But God. I don't think he reached down and changed the donuts in my bag. I do think he allowed someone to make a mistake and put the donuts in the wrong place, knowing I would be there later and that I really didn't want to fail at that point in what had been a successful day so far.


We serve an amazingly loving heavenly father. My God IS an awesome God. He heard my prayer. He answered my prayer. And he gave me a better way to release the stress. Laughter is the best medicine, they say. God agrees - Proverbs 17:22 says, "A cheerful heart is good medicine." Laughter has been proven to boost immunity, give relief from pain, and improve your mood.


Don't limit God, my friend. Watch to see how he is working in your life. Find the humor when he answers your prayers - instead of getting angry because you got the wrong donut.