Krispy Kreme Nostalgia

You know how certain songs, food, places or people evoke certain memories and emotions? I feel that way about Krispy Kreme doughnuts! Whenever I bite into a hot original glazed, I am reminded of the frozen Morton doughnuts my mother used to pop into our oven on Sunday mornings. They were much cheaper, of course, and every bit as delicious!

I grew up in N.J., and, for those of you who grew up in the South, I am sure you are aware that it is not the Bible Belt! We weren't going to church, but my mother was determined that we get a "dose of religion", so she insisted that our family watch a televised church service. She would fix Morton glazed doughnuts, and we would eat breakfast in the living room while we watched Rex Humbard's telecast from Madison Square Garden. Rex would preach; his wife (Maudami) and daughter (Liz) would sing. And - my favorite part of all - his grandchildren (all 6 of them), dressed in their Sunday best, would sing songs that I learned by heart.

It was there in that small living room, in the quietness of my heart, that I accepted Jesus. I was nine. Later, I would confirm my commitment at Vacation Bible School. (I made a public profession of faith before I even knew what it was!) But it was those Sunday mornings with the Rex Humbard family that planted the seed that would change my life.

It amazes me that God - in his great sovereignty and love - would reach down from heaven, among all his creation, and point a finger towards a little girl, and make her His Own. He works in so many unforeseen ways. I am thankful that my mom listened to the tugging of the Holy Spirit in her heart. And I will forever love hot glazed doughnuts for reasons that go way beyond their delicious taste!