Wednesday, September 24, 2025

 Wednesday, September 24, 2025

“Taste and see that the Lord is good.  Oh, the joys of those who take refuge in him!” (Psalm 34:8)

            We had a gathering of the clans in Mississauga last Saturday. The occasion was the inurnment of Susan’s mother, Barbara Neal, who passed away last January. Saturday was her birthday and it just seemed appropriate for us all to gather and honour her life once more.  Then we all gathered back at my father-in-law’s home for our family time and food. Mum Neal would have loved it.

            One of the things that Mum had told us was that she would like everyone to have an ice-cream cone at her wake. She particularly had a fondness for Dairy Queen chocolate-dipped cones. Whenever the young grandchildren stayed there for any sort of vacation time, there were always many trips to the Dairy Queen.  So, on Saturday, there was a trip to the Dairy Queen (by some brave souls) who procured 25 chocolate-dipped ice cream cones and brought them back to the house. By the time they arrived, the ice cream was already melting. We all hurried out to the back yard and grabbed a cone.  But it was a messy endeavour to say the least, A lot of folk, especially some of the great-grandchildren, were covered in gooey ice cream by the time we were done. The patio area was bespeckled with melted drips and drabs. Even some of the adults were wiping ice cream off their clothes.  We were all laughing at the craziness of this celebration. It was a riot. Mum would have enjoyed every inane, messy minute of it.

            Taste and see the Lord is good.  In these troubled, anxious times, we all need to eat some ice cream and even drip a little chocolate-dipped ice cream on ourselves. We need to be reminded of the joys of family, experience some laughter, don’t take ourselves too seriously, do something silly, remind ourselves God has a sense of humour too,  and let the ice cream drip away. It’s OK if it gets messy. It’s OK if we spill some. It’s OK when we get together as family and friends and imbibe in life’s joys, laughter, appreciation and gratitude. “This is the day the Lord has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it.”  (Psalm 118:24)

            As I write this, I have had a morning of technical glitches. It has been frustrating, annoying and exasperating. As my mother used to say at times like this, it is enough to make a preacher swear. The world right now seems to be in one big technical glitch. Humour, joy, hilarity, fun, whimsy even, are in short supply. We have a bitter taste in our mouths or left with a sour taste.  A lot of stuff that is happening is hard to swallow. Our taste buds for life are being affected by tastelessness and unsavoury times.

            Perhaps, we are making it too complicated. Taste and see that the Lord is good.  More than  likely, we will find this goodness in the small sweet things in life. We’re in a wonderful season of harvest: apples, tomatoes, corn, fresh garden vegetables. Eating is never more pleasurable than this time of year. This harvest reminds us that there is goodness to be had and enjoyed. But we need to carry this over to appreciate those things that make our lives full of abundance and lives to be relished. Feast on the things that matter, be it family and friend’s, our church and our faith, our health (even though not always perfect) and our freedoms and this country we live in (again, not perfect but far better than many.)

Paul wrote about those who abide by the rules: “Why do you let yourselves be bullied by it? ‘Don’t touch this! Don’t taste that! Don’t go near this!’ “Do you think things that are here today and gone tomorrow are worth that kind of attention?” (Colossians 2: 21 -23, The Message Bible) But once we have an appetite for the Lord’s Grace, Love and Mercy, there is a smorgasbord of life’s wonders and a feast of sacred portions. Taste and see that the Lord is good.

Sometimes though, it is a simple as letting some ice cream drip down your chin and enjoying the moment for all its worth. Savour the moments like these. They are precious!

Love you, Mum!

 

Dale

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