Growing up, we always had an ‘afters,’ even it was tinned strawberries. It was part of mum’s philosophy, I think. One way of saying we live in a land of plenty, and the children should have the goodness that there is.
Milk, honey, and I guess chocolate, are seen as objects of blessing.
When they stop being a treat, or are too freely available, they can be indulged in. And then that isn’t a blessing anymore. It’s more of a curse.
It is the main course that provides the nourishment. The stuff you have to work at.
A few weeks ago, at morning prayer, we got talking about wild flowers, and to our surprise Andrew explained that wild flowers do not grow in good soil. They need poor, rocky soil – they love to flourish where it is tough. They bless the wastelands.
Enjoy the afters – but tackle the main course first. Your diet, whether it is food, fellowship, scripture or worship, needs to be balanced.