I ordered a salad for lunch today. Specifically, a Grilled Chicken Caesar Salad. To my dismay, when it arrived, it was a simple “Garden Salad”. No chicken. No delectable parmesan cheese. And did I mention no chicken? After I took off the extra carb-y toppings, I basically had a bowl of lettuce.

No, it’s not that big of a deal. Yes, I’ll eat again; today, even. Still, I was a bit disappointed. Quite agitated. Lots of talk going on in my head – “Who wants a garden salad? Why is that even an option? They have a lot of nerve charging $8 for a head of chopped up lettuce in a plastic container”.

So, I’m about three quarters of the way through the salad (because, of course I’m still going to eat it) when I realized I had loosened up, and kind of liked it. It wasn’t bad. Pretty tasty. When I quit being so fussy, I was able to see a different angle on the garden salad stance. Maybe it’s a good option after all.

Oh, my. How many times do I turn into a murmuring complainer when I feel let down? I miss the joy and peace that comes with what God has for me because I’m so distracted by what I thought I wanted. God has never failed me. He has never disappointed me. He has never let me down. What I see is failure and disappointment and let down are all due to my distorted view and perspective. I am not seeing it correctly. I’m not seeing it for what it is. I am unable because my thoughts are not high like His. My ways are not high like His. Isaiah 55:8-9

So today I’ve decided, chicken or no chicken, I want God’s best for me. There really is no other way to contentment.

I have seen my God move mountains, and I believe I’ll see him do it again. I have seen Him make a way when there was no way, and I believe I will see Him do it again. My confidence? His faithfulness.