Small Miracles of Discovery

by Jake Block

Today, I had a contractor over to my home to get his advice and a quote on some work I wanted to have done. It was about lunch time, and I was munching on a sandwich with a glass of ice cold milk. He smiled and asked, “What’s for lunch.”

I mumbled, “PB&J,” and he asked, “PB&J… what’s that?”

I almost dropped my glass of milk and must have stared at him like he was from Mars. This was a man in his late 40s or early 50s, looking at my sandwich as if he had never seen one before. That look continued after I had explained that “PB&J” was just peanut butter and jelly. I took a sip of milk, put my sandwich down and asked, “You’ve never had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?” He said, “No sir… never heard of it.”

I said, “You poor, deprived child,” and had him sit down at the table in my dining room. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a loaf of bread, a paper plate, a jar of peanut butter (extra crunchy… I knew it might send him into shock, but it was worth it), some concord grape jelly, a glass and a quart of milk, then brought them to the table and sat down. He stare intently as I took out two slices of bread, then slathered on a thick layer of peanut butter, a glob of jelly spread over that, and then the top piece of bread. Then I poured a tall glass of milk, topping mine off as I did. I slid the plate with the sandwich in front of him and said, “PB&J… that’s it.”

He picked up the sandwich, sniffed it and said, “Here goes,” then took a bite. After a few seconds, a smile crept across his face, and he took another bite. Then a swallow of milk. Within a minute, he was munching on the last of the sandwich, which he washed down with the rest of his milk. “Damn,” he said, “That was GOOD. Where has that been all of my life?”

I smiled and told him to help himself, so he made another sandwich, had another glass of milk, and then we discussed the project. He took his measurements, some notes, and then said, “I’ll email you a quote later today. I need to go to the store and get the stuff and then I’m going to go home and make one of these for my wife… maybe with strawberry jelly she likes strawberries!” He left my house with a big smile on his face and enlightenment that he’d waited nearly 50 years to attain.

Every now and then, we’ll see someone post something on the web regarding something new that they have found in Satanism, some area of metaphysics, or “the occult,” and someone will belittle it, saying, “DUH! I mean, that’s common knowledge. Get a clue.” And it might be, for those of us who have been “at this” for decades, but for someone young, or even someone with some age on them who’s just begun their journey on the Left Hand Path, concepts that might seem simple and rudimentary to us, might affect them profoundly.

Like me, you might find peanut butter and jelly just PB&J, after all these years, but try to remember when, in your youth, you tasted it for the very first time.

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