The Brownie Analogy

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When I was a missionary I was told I was going to start learning Spanish. I was thinking "score! Now I don't have to learn on my own". However, despite the time that went by I never was called to go Spanish speaking. l was devastated. I was promised something and it didn't come through.
Then I had a companion (associate in other wards) who gave me this analogy. It was like I am walking and at the end of the road, there is a brownie. Now, I like brownies, and from where I am it looks delicious. But as I keep walking the path I am walking on turns. As I follow it I keep looking back thinking- I want that brownie. But what I don't know is at the end of the path that I am on there is a hot fudge cake sundae a la mode waiting for me.
This analogy came back to me this Sunday as I watched petite brunette and the former crush (by the way, my friend did something for me, which I am still grinning about, nothing bad per say- just a little dig back at the girl), I realized that he was a brownie. There is something better out there for me. Something more than just a guy (who is about 4 years younger than me) who goes for shallow petite brunettes who aren't so pretty when they don't smile and who get ignored when other cuter brunettes (not me, but my friend who ROCKS) come to talk to previously mentioned guy.