Once upon a time, there were two squirrels who fell deeply in love and were married. They felt they were perfect for one other. Mr. Squirrel had a passion for cashew nuts, and Mrs. Squirrel had a knack for gathering cashews. Mrs. Squirrel was petite, and it was difficult for her to do many of the things squirrels must do that require strength, but Mr. Squirrel was very strong. Mr. Squirrel was happy to perform such tasks for Mrs. Squirrel because he knew it made her happy.
But after they had been married for a while, there were times when Mr. Squirrel wanted cashews, but Mrs. Squirrel had a headache and didn’t feel like gathering cashews. When she declined, Mr. Squirrel understood, but he felt rejected. After all, “Mrs. Squirrel knows how I love cashews,” he thought, “she must not really care for me.”
As time went on, Mrs. Squirrel continued to need help with duties around their nest, but when she asked Mr. Squirl, he thought, “She doesn’t give me cashews, I’ll take out the trash later.” So, instead of helping Mrs. Squirrel, he just laid on the couch watching football. This made Mrs. Squirrel feel unloved and even less willing to gather cashews.
Mr. Squirrel’s passion for cashews didn’t decline though when Mrs. Squirrel refused his requests. In fact, he began to think about cashews more than ever and began surfing the Internet looking at pictures of cashews, which caused him to think even more about cashews.
Then one day at work, Mr. Squirrel met a squirrel who had a great cache of cashews, and she was willing to share them freely with Mr. Squirrel. After that, Mr. Squirrel stopped asking Mrs. Squirrel for cashews, and Mrs. Squirrel’s anger at Mr. Squirrel for not helping around their nest continued to grow. Mr. and Mrs. Squirrel continued to grow apart, and eventually lawyered-up and got a divorce.
Not too long after they divorced, Mr. and Mrs. Squirrel died. When they found themselves face-to-face with their Creator, they both asked Him the same question, “God, how could you allow our marriage to fail?”
God answered them, “Mrs. Squirrel, I put in your husband a strong desire for cashews. I made it so strong that 1.6 times per week he would come to you for cashews, but you denied him the very thing I created to ensure he was always drawn to you.” “And Mr. Squirrel,” the Lord continued, “I created you strong so Mrs. Squirrel would always need you, and if you had continued to help her even when she wasn’t giving you cashews she would have started gathering cashews again for you.”
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