Twinkies in Heaven?

SOMETHING  TO THINK ABOUT It will likely break my sweet wife's heart, but I have to tell her.  It is better that she hear it from me, than from a stranger.  Hostess Brand--the folk that make Twinkies--is going out of business.  I just heard that an ongoing labor dispute caused management to turn off the ovens. There are two reasons the news will hit Kathy hard.  When she was a little girl, she used to bring a lunch to school.  Because of her mom's health-consciousness and frugality, Kathy's lunch never included Hostess Cupcakes or Twinkies with their little girl lust inducing cream filling.  She probably hasn't eaten half-a-dozen in her life, but she still has a fondness for them, and . . .   Ever since she heard that such a thing is done, she has wanted to sink her teeth into a deep-fried Twinkie.     Now it looks like her fat-laden, cream-filled dream will have to wait for heavenly fulfillment.  Some of you will say, that surely something that bad for us won't be in heaven.  Me?  I figure that if God can make a burning bush that doesn't burn up, He can make a calorie, and cholesterol free grease-dipped pastry.   OK, from the tragic and comic, I go to the utterly serious and sublime.  The old Negro spirituals have it absolutely right.   "When I get to heaven gonna put on my robe/crown/shoes.  Gonna shout all over God's heaven." Maybe one of the changes that come to God's people when we move to our eternal abode will be that will lose our taste for things like deep-fried Twinkies.  I have no doubt that there will be delights that will put such gastronomical wonders in perspective.       But it is a place where the great longings and needs of the hearts of women and men will be filled with the blessings of God in the same way that the light of His presence will fill the New Jerusalem. It makes sense to live these few years here in such a way that we can spend eternity there. In the mean time, pray for Kathy. It's STTA. Find lot's of information about how God stepped into our world to meet needs we cannot meet on our own, here.