The "Chubby Hubby Run"
High quality malted Vanilla Ice Cream with rich fudge and generous peanut butter swirls add a large number of chocolate covered peanut butter filled pretzel nuggets and you have the greatest flavor of ice cream conceivable. in fact it would not be hard to convince me that the recipe was hand delivered to Ben or Jerry while one of them was off mediating in a cave somewhere (or high while listening to Phish of Cherry Garcia) Hmmmm. Just writing about it puts me into a daze not unlike Homer Simpson day dreaming about donuts or a cold can of 'duff's.
I was introduced to this sweet nectar of Vermont cows during the summer of "95", my first year as a camp counselor. It was my Unit leader (our direct supervisor) I was a float counselor (a half step better than a junior counselor in the world of camp staff) which means i didn't have campers of my own. When the lights when out for the campers our fearless leader would often head out on a "Chubby Hubby Run" For him it was an old college tradition that involved traveling from all night quickly mart to all night gas station grocery shops until he found a freezer that contained this Holy Grail of premium ice cream.
I always went with him and a couple of members of the older cooler program staff, who also didn't have campers of their own. My reasons for going were two fold: 1. i got to hang out with the older cool crowd. and 2. they would often drive onto camp after curfew and because i was with them (my leader was dating the asst. Camp Director) we would never get in trouble for being late. That is a cool thing for a 17 year old kid who grew up getting in trouble at this camp.
I did not go on the "Chubby Hubby Runs" because i liked chubby Hubby. You see even after having been on several runs i had still never tasted "Chubby Hubby". It really is a hard to find the flavor and sometimes a 'Run' involved several stops before the treasure was found. I have never been known to be a man of patience and inevitably i would settle for Dublin Mudslide or chunky monkey. This settling would always earn me a disapproving look and the occasional scold by those i was with.
Finally towards the last session of camp we struck gold early and i purchased a pint of "Chubby Hubby". When i tasted this gift from above i entered a near euphoric stated which was broken only by the realization of all the times i settled for less the the best.
As a Christian I have also settled many times in my walk with God, settled for less: Less than God's standard for purity, less than a perfectly intimate relationship with him, less than a quality prayer or devotional live. Just Less. And sadly, i have in settled even after tasting the real thing.
Now 12 years later i am a "Chubby Hubby" and my wife will never pass a grocery store freezer with out checking for me she knows that bringing me a pint of Ben and Jerry's Ice cream will always make me happy but... when i open the freezer at home and discover a pint of the real thing she has me at her complete disposal.
It is the real thing that completely satisfies. Less than the real ting is simply less. In your walk with God don't settle. Persist. Strive for the best of God and you will never be disappointed.
PS. Thanks Drew... OBU