sweet blessings: a testament to faith

I have just recently developed a fear of the Christian Bookstore, but agreed, (despite my better judgement) as a favor to a friend to pay a visit, a homeage really, to an old retreat I found solace in ithroughout my tortured middle school years; a place I have only recently grown to resent. My friend was out to find a smaller and more compact bible he could carry in his pocket. A noble purchase, if there is such a thing, but I was none-the less wary of the odyssey, equating past visits with those daunting words that echo in the back of my head, "consume, consume, consume!" upon almost any kind of shopping trip I brave.

I'm just happy that my chocolate craving came at such an opportune time.

As I approached the register, where my friend prepared to empty his pockets for his pretentiously over-priced NIV bible, I saw the candy section, as stocked and colorful as any convenience store aisle-way. That was all I needed to awaken my dormant taste buds.

Expecting to come across the usual "Milky Way" or "Symphony" bars, I was confirmed in my faith and the Christian community who is avidly working to provide me with more consumer options (a must have for the modrn Christian) when I found a "Sweet Blessing", the chocolate bar to “tickle the palate and touch the spirit.