Desserts are rarely at the top of my mind. On a relaxing evening with fun conversations, great music, and amazing food, the contemporary take on a traditional peanut butter brittle was tempting. I watched it being devoured by everyone at the table. Their eyes reflected their smiles, both leading indicators to second and third helpings all the way round. In a moment of inspiration, I exercised my freedom to try a bite. Soon all that remained of the dish was on my plate and I was polishing it off with a sense of thankfulness to the chef as well as the examples set by everyone at the table.
Freedom is the foundation for amazing experiences and great memories. In this case, the just sweet enough, light crisp wafer with a wonderful peanut butter flavour, and not too heavy filling combined to satisfy me in a way I never imagined. As I scrapped my plate, I was tempted to lick it clean. Even as I wrestled with this thought, I found myself reflecting on freedom’s role in my life.
Freedom reminds me that I have the right to make my decisions. I decide what I will do. While I can be influenced, whatever happens next is with me. As Paul reminds me, “Sin can’t tell you how to live. After all, you’re not living under that old tyranny any longer. You’re living in the freedom of God.” (Romans 6.14) Freedom is with me, now and forever.
Freedom empowers me in ways I often forget. With the opportunity to try the new dish in front of me, I knew I was free to indulge if this was my choice. I was also accountable for what followed because I was responsible for putting my choice into action. Even now the experience lingers, an affirmation of making, enjoying, and living with my choices.
The day ahead will bring new opportunities for my freedom to come alive. I am hopeful kindness is always present. I am hopeful love permeates everything. I want today to be a twist on the awesome brittle.
