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.
Pot of Manna 