I read somewhere recently that grape soda doesn’t taste at all like grapes, but it does taste like purple, and I can’t put into words why that is.

I immediately knew what that person was talking about. I know exactly what purple tastes like. I can’t explain it but I know. And I also know that there are probably meds for that kind of thing.

I remember as a kid I would see commercials for an orange-ish drink called Sunny D. I think that’s where you make orange juice without the oranges. At least that’s what it tasted like to me.

Anyway, the commercial was this kid looking through the fridge for something to drink. He passes up what he calls the purple stuff and goes for the Sunny D. That would not have been my choice at all. I’d have picked the purple stuff.

I suppose if I could come close to explaining it, it’s like when you taste something as a kid that blows your mind and you spend the rest of your life trying to find that same flavor again. Or maybe when you hear great music or read a great book and later on you go on a quest to find that album or that book again.

This life is a lot like that. I think we have desires that nothing in this world can completely satisfy. C. S. Lewis would say that’s because we were made for another world. Also, the deepest desires of our hearts can only be finally met in God Himself and nowhere else.

I still think that grape soda tastes like purple, and I will die on that hill.