Chinese Food for Thought

After church yesterday, we went to a Chinese restaurant. It had been a while so everything tasted good going down. Even Ry chowed down big time while B was slurpin' up some lo mein noodles. It was a yummy meal and a nice time spent with my wee family. But while I was inhaling greasy goodness from a plate that looked like this,

I noticed a girl in yonder corner of said restaurant. It was a girl I used to work with at the local supermarket. I say girl but she's in her thirties. You know what I mean. Anyway, I was sitting there thinking about this girl and our fun days working together at Shady Maple. We even hung out outside of work on several occasions. But then I remembered that toward the end of our "Shady days," I had applied for a job at our local bank. This girl did too. I didn't get the position. She did. At the time I pretended I was happy for her and wished her well as she bade Shady goodbye but deep inside I really wanted that job. Or at least I thought I did. See, after I graduated from high school I just worked. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. Do I go to school? What would I major in? I just didn't know. But I knew I didn't want to work at Shady forever. And looking back today, after seeing this girl in the restaurant, I thought how different my life would have been if I were the one who got that bank job. I more than likely would not have gone to college, I'm sure I wouldn't have married Mitch, and I would probably still be there working at the bank. Who really knows. It's funny the things we "want" are sometimes not the best for us. But of course while we're going through it, we don't understand why God didn't give us what we wanted. It really does put things in perspective. He knows what He's doing. That was my little life lesson I learned yesterday. How about you? Have you had any Chinese food lately?