“No ma’am. We don’t,” he said and left us to our menus.
“I guess I’ll order something else,” she said.
As we enjoyed our meal the manager dropped by our table to ask how our food was. We told her it was great. Then my friend repeated her question.
“We aren’t able to offer samples because we make each dish fresh when it’s ordered,” she said.
That answer was much more satisfying. There was a legitimate reason they wouldn’t offer a sample. But I still wasn’t convinced. I couldn’t imagine them making one serving of chicken salad at a time.
When I arrived home I received an email from my friend who frequents the restaurant we’d just left. She’d remembered that their chicken salad was not the prepared dish we were picturing. It’s a salad with grilled chicken on top. I laughed at our misunderstanding.
Chicken Salad and the Bible
Some Bible passages seem offensive to me when I first read them. As I’ve been reading through the Old Testament I’ve questioned God about some of His ways. I know His ways are perfect. But sometimes they don’t look that way. I wrestled through some of His laws and the book of Job. Add to this the suffering I see around me. I chose to trust Him, but I wasn’t satisfied.
- Why would God allow Job to suffer so much loss, pain, and misunderstanding when God Himself said no one was as righteous as Job?
- Why did God treat slaves differently than free people and women differently than men?
- Why does God allow unrighteous judges today to take away the rights of the innocent to protect the wicked?
- Why does He allow a believing saint to suffer on a deathbed of pain and the wicked to peacefully die in their sleep?
While God satisfied some of my unease, He used the chicken salad incident to quiet lingering doubts. I realized that if a restaurant run by mere humans had good reasons for what first appeared to be arbitrary rules, my perfect and loving Father also has good reasons for His laws and ways of running the world.
On the tails of the restaurant experience I watched a video of a butterfly struggling to escape his cocoon. Because the wrestling took so long someone cut open the rest of the cocoon to free the butterfly.
I’m sure they thought they were being merciful. But interfering with God’s plan left the butterfly with an ugly bloated body and dwarfed wings. The long struggle produces the butterfly’s strength and beauty. Without it he is condemned to only crawl and never fly.God is like the ocean; I’m like a child trying to understand the mysteries of the deep from my small pail of water. #faith, #devotional Click To Tweet
God is like the ocean; I’m like a child trying to understand the mysteries of the deep from my small pail of water. I can’t understand someone so much higher and bigger than I am. But I can trust that He is wiser and more loving than I can imagine.
Job got the opportunity to bring his questions to God. Instead of explaining the background of Job’s circumstances and His good intentions for Job, God asked Job to explain the mysteries of the seen world.
If Job couldn’t explain the mysteries of creation, how could he hope to understand the mysteries of the Creator? Job’s questions evaporated in that tiny glimpse of God’s majesty.
I used to say that some questions won’t be answered until we get to heaven. Now, I think that when I see the Lord my questions won’t matter any more.
“Behold, we consider those blessed who remained steadfast. You have heard of the steadfastness of Job, and you have seen the purpose of the Lord, how the Lord is compassionate and merciful” (James 5:11 ESV).
Question: When has something that at first disappointed you turned out better than you’d imagined?