I get the munchies sitting at my desk. I’ve been trying to eat better. I was debating between baby carrots and banana chips this morning. Banana chips won.
I reached into the cupboard looking for the opening bag, but I couldn’t find it. So I threw this bag in my lunch bag and headed out the door.
Later when the munchies hit, I pulled out the bag. I kept trying to rip off the top. Isn’t that the way most of these bags open?
Where was the tab? I didn’t want to ruin the zip closure. I like zip closures.
Why wouldn’t it it open?
I was about to grab my scissors when I realized: I already opened the bag. The pull tab couldn’t be found because it wasn’t there.
I opened the bag and poured out some chips to snack on–all the while laughing at myself.
The bag didn’t open the way I expected. I’m used to tearing off the top–so something must be wrong with the bag.
The answer was staring me in the face, but I couldn’t see it.
How many times do I respond the same with God?
Truth be told? Way more than I care to admit.
The verse that came to mind as I contemplated not trusting in my expectations was Proverbs 3:5-6
If I want to get things right, surrendering my way of thinking, expecting, and understanding is the way to go. His path not mine.
PRAYER: God, I get so used things being certain ways. I’m comfortable with the familiar. Turning loose of what I know and understand is not easy, but it makes the most sense in the long run. Direct my paths and help me to be more “open” to the unexpected. Amen.