Soften Your Heart

By Sandy Kirby Quandt

If you ever find yourself in the vicinity of Oakley, Kansas, I have a suggestion. Stop at Mitten’s Travel Plaza.

Why? Well, other than the fact it has gasoline, food and rest rooms, Mitten’s has a boatload of salt water taffy. Seriously.

I have been know to go to extremes – I was going to say overboard – and buying taffy in Oakley is one example.

Although in my defense, I have to say I do not buy any of the sugary treat on the way from Colorado to Texas. Only on the way to Colorado. Three pounds is enough for the round-trip. 😉

Because of the lack of humidity in Kansas, the taffy is hard enough to break a tooth. But I don’t let that stop me from popping it into my mouth. By the time we reach the Rockies, the candy has softened slightly, but it isn’t until we reach the humidity of Texas, that the salt water taffy becomes truly pliable. More enjoyable. Less strain on my jaw.

Besides the fact I buy and eat waaay more salt water taffy than I should, is there a point to this? I think so.

Each piece of Mitten’s taffy starts out in the same factory. It is shipped to Oakley, and sorted into bins by flavor, although sometimes the candy gets mixed. People buy the candy. Some buy more than others.

Some people eat the taffy close by. Some take it far away. Some, like Pilot, have the patience to let the confection melt in their mouths. Others, like me, chew through several pieces before his one piece has melted.

It’s the same candy, but handled differently according to the circumstances.

Same thing with our lives.

bing imagesEach of us is molded by the same Creator. We’re shipped into the world and placed in different bins. Some of us stick close to what’s familiar. Others head far away. Some keep separated in our individual bins. Some jump right into the mixed taffy.

Some are brittle-hard and could use some humidity to soften us up. Some used to be soft, but our surroundings have made us hard as rocks.

bing imagesFor some, life moves slow and easy. For others, it’s fast and furious.

Because my taffy was hard to eat in Kansas, does that mean I didn’t eat it? No. It just took more effort.

When life is rock hard does that mean we leave it, and walk away? No. It just means it takes more effort to get to the sweet part.

Was there a way to soften the hard taffy? Yes. Get it to a place with more humidity.

Is there a way to soften our hard lives? Yes. Move closer to Jesus. Hand our lives over to him. Let him soften our hearts, and make us pliable.

Life feel hard as a piece of Kansas salt water taffy? Hand it over to Jesus. Let him soften it up for you.

What are your thoughts on the subject? Leave your comments below.

So, as the Holy Spirit says: “Today, if you hear his voice, do not harden your hearts as you did in the rebellion, during the time of testing in the wilderness…Hebrews 3:7-8 (NIV)

I wish you well.


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