I don’t even know if Klondike uses that line anymore, but it’s stuck in my head and the jingle surfaces now and then in my random thoughts. Truth be told, for me, the better question would be “What did you do for a Klondike bar?” We all deal with stress in different ways. I eat. For some reason that probably goes back to my childhood, I eat food to feel better about uncomfortable stuff in life. When I have a fight with my wife, or make a mistake at work, I usually end up eating a piece of that cake they keep next to the register at Albertson’s. It’s an ironic behavior as I end up feeling worse about myself because I know the cake is bad for me… and the cycle continues: bad behavior, shame, cake, shame, tater tots with cheese on them, more shame, and so on. Eventually, I come to my senses and beg God to forgive me so I can break the cycle and move forward (which usually involves going to the gym).
I’m not going to tell you to fight the cake cycle. Instead, I think you should invite God into the cycle from the beginning. Tell God about your shame. Put your failure on the table and ask him to come have some cake with you because that’s just what you do when you’re stressed out and feeling shame. What you might find is you begin to realize that God isn’t upset with you, with your sin or with your lack of coping skills. He enjoys you and enjoys gently loving you out of your cycles of sin and shame. Who knows, someday you may skip the cake, sit with your feelings and enjoy God the way He enjoys you. You might even begin to believe the great truth that there is nothing you can do that can make God love you any more or less. Also, try not to judge me if you ever see me eating cake--sometimes I just like it for the right reasons.