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Sitting with a friend of mine the other day with the hot, hot sun scrambling our brains as we  were trying to parse out James, we got off track a little which in itself is not unusual.

Just an aside, if your new to diving into the scriptures I wouldn’t recommend studying James first, it’s only 5 chapters but we’ve taking the whole summer to get through 4. Of course, we could be a little dense, but that’s beside the point.

Either way, while our brains were trying to wrap themselves around our will and God’s will, we started talking about how God doesn’t need us to do anything and that possibly He uses us for our own benefit because He delights in us. This is pretty mind bending when you try to think about it, the God who made the Universe and everything in it delights in each of His children enough to actually partner with them in doing His will.

Whenever I hear the word delight, no matter what the context, it always rushes to join its eternal mate in my mind, “Turkish”.

My mom is English and she loves Turkish Delight. My memories are filled with her enthusiasm whenever she would find this rare treat in the United States, which at the time was a rare find. Watching her enjoy the taste of it, I could fully see why Edmond would literally trade his soul to the White Witch for the stuff in C.S. Lewis’ “The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe”. It was a reminder of home for her along with a sweet treat that she thoroughly enjoyed.

Me, not so much. Turkish Delight was a strange, perfumed jelly-like substance that tasted more like perfume to me than candy, but that didn’t stop my mom from offering me a bite every time she was able to procure a box. Fortunately for me, that was only about once a year.

I still remember the way it smelled and how my mom literally delighted in it even if I wrinkled my nose. It wasn’t until I actually visited Turkey and tasted the real deal that I changed my mind about the perfumed candy.

There was an amazing candy and coffee shop called Tugba, Kuruyemis, where I tried authentic Turkish Delight for the first time, and believe me after I tasted the real thing, I had a few boxes packed in my suitcases to take home to friends and family.

Yes, it was still perfumed. Yes, it was still a jelly-like candy. Yes, it was covered in powered sugar just like the imported variety my mom uses to enjoy, but there was some difference I was unable to identify that made it delightful to me, maybe it was because it was authentic.

And that’s kind of how we all are with the idea that God delights in us, and by extension that we can truly delight in God. It’s a bizarre concept. Although we can see other people who experience it and enjoy it, until we experience the authentic delight of God for ourselves we will never really understand, or enjoy, that deep relationship with Him that stems from the mutual delight of two individuals who deeply love one another.

“instead you will be called My Delight is in Her, and your land Married, for the LORD delights in you, and your land will be married.”

Isaiah 62:4b

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