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Hey, Good morning, Sower Nation. It is Saturday, February 28th, in the year of our Lord 2026. I'm John David Walt and this is your wake up call. So good to be up with you on this Saturday morning. We've got a special treat today and you who are listening will get a feel for it. But you who are watching on the YouTube, if you've never watched the YouTube, today would be a good day. It's going to be special. I'm excited about it. I've looked forward to it. I got up really early today to get this ready. Let's go ahead and dive in. You ready for consecration? It's time to open up the store. Wake up, sleeper. Rise from the dead and Christ will shine on you. Jesus, I belong to you. I lift up my heart to you. I set my mind on you. I fix my eyes on you. I offer my body to you as a living sacrifice. Jesus, we belong to you. And we're praying in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen. All right, today's entry. Brace for it for the love of a Krispy Kreme donut. And our text today, Psalm, chapter 34, verse 8. Hear now the word of the Lord. Taste and see that the Lord is good. Blessed is the one who takes refuge in him. Now consider this. I'm always trying to help people understand and appropriate the difference between knowledge and knowing and between religious practices and a relationship with God. Now, those two things can go hand in hand or they can be a million miles apart. So today I want you to, on your page, maybe on your journal, your book, if you got your Jesus asking book, draw two similarly sized circles, but make them overlap each other. I want you to label the left circle knowledge and the right circle knowing. You might label the left circle, also religious practices and the right circle relationship with God. You might label the left circle information. You might label the right circle revelation. Now you get the point. To make this point come alive. Some years ago, I decided to pull a stunt in one of my sermons. I was dean of chapel at Asbury Seminary. Now, I'm not given to gimmicks, but I'm always down for a good stunt, especially when the stunt actually freights the message. I was preaching a sermon on one of my favorite biblical texts, Philippians 3, 10, 11, which says, I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death. And so somehow to attain to the resurrection from the dead. You know, my subtext that day. Psalm 34:8 Taste and see that the Lord is good. Doesn't say read and see. Doesn't say talk and see. It doesn't say get busy and do a lot of good things. And see. It says, taste and see that the Lord is good. Now here was my real text, right? I took with me into the pulpit a dozen fresh and hot Krispy Kreme doughnuts. Everyone oohed and awed over them as I cracked open the box and unveiled them to the congregation. Now, just today I drove over to DeWitt, Arkansas, town about 15 miles away from Gillette to the Donut palace, and I bought some donuts. Okay, they're not Krispy Kreme, but they're as close as you're going to get down here where I live. You can see them if you're watching the video today. Ooh, wow, look at those donuts. So this is a picture of me carrying these into the pulpit with me in the Estes Chapel at the esteemed Asbury Theological Seminary. When I asked, who wants a donut? Every hand in the room shot to the ceiling. So I took a single donut from the box and began my sermon. Here was my real text. I want to know a Krispy Kreme doughnut. I lifted the donut to my mouth as though I were going to take a bite, but I stopped short. And then as I lowered the doughnut, I began to recount for the congregation the origin story of donuts, how fried dough has ancient antecedents, how the donut as we know it originated with the Dutch oily Cokes or oily cakes, which were more like doughnut holes, how the Dutch brought them to America in the 17th century, and how the ring shaped came into being, and so forth. Then I paused for dramatic effect and I lifted the donut to my mouth again, opening wide only to stop short and then lower the donut again. I reached for my text. Again, I want to know a Krispy Kreme doughnut and the power of its sugary confectionary delight. I launched into a compelling depiction of the process used by Krispy Kreme to make its delectable sugary glaze, how it's made from powdered sugar, milk, and vanilla extract and brought to the exact consistency required for it to flow like a river across the glazing waterfall and onto the crispy baked confection, affections passing underneath again in what must have felt like slow motion, I pulled the donut to my open mouth and even pressed it past my lips and under my teeth, where I held it suspended for several seconds. As I stopped short of biting into the donut and pulled it away, people throughout the room let out an audible gasp of agonizing frustration.
