I admit it, I like cotton candy. It's one of the childhood delights we keep as adults. It's fun food. Well, maybe not food; I looked up the recipe. The ingredients include: 5 cups of granulated sugar, 1-1/3 cups of light corn syrup, 1 cup plus 2 tablespoons of water, food color paste, flavored oil, and baking spray. It then listed serving size 28g, calories 180, carbohydrates 28g, dietary fiber 0, sugars 28g.
This all added up to the bottom line, "Nutritional Value: Zero." You can't live on cotton candy. You will die if you try to live on cotton candy.
Prophets are not elected or appointed. They do not inherit the role or take it by force. They are assigned by God and their task is to tell the Truth. They speak the Word of the Lord, and for that, they are accountable only to God. This means they do not have to please the people, and often they don't. Isaiah has been speaking to "a rebellious people,
children unwilling to hear
the instruction of the Lord;
who say to the seers, 'Do not see,'
and to the prophets, 'Do not prophesy to us what is right;
speak to us smooth things,
prophesy illusions'" (Isaiah 30:9-10).
They want cotton candy. For dinner.
"For the time is coming when people will not endure sound teaching, but having itching ears they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own passions, and will turn away from listening to the truth" (2Timothy 4:3-4). We still do.
Heavenly Father, may I keep my eyes on You, the author of life. Because of my rebellion, You took the cross. You traveled the difficult road, You did not give in to the delightful temptations of Satan, but drank the cup of crucifixion. I have got to quit giving in.
There is this overflowing joy in Your Kingdom, and I long to drink from it, but I keep trading it in for things that are fun but don't last. Yours is the Name above every Name, but not always the popular Name. No matter, I will at all times pursue the joy Your Kingdom, even during the times it's not fun on earth.