She Brings Happiness to the Table–That’s what the billboard said that we drove by on our way through Reno; It was an ad for a restaurant. I thought to myself, “Really?! Food equals happiness?! Come on people do you really believe that?” And then literally about a minute later I said to Matt, “I can’t wait to get to Starbucks. I need my coffee before I die.” That’s right, I believe the lie that she brings happiness to the table.
I’ve thought about that billboard so many times since I saw it and have evaluated how I often believe that things, people, and even food will bring me happiness. The truth is that God alone fills the void that we have in our souls. He supplies our every need. He is the only source of true joy in this life and the life to come. Look around, there is a world of hurting people, who are in turn hurting people, trying to find happiness in all the wrong places.
And now there’s a new challenge in my life. I recently found out that I have food allergies. I know, big deal. There are literally millions of people starving in the world and I have to eliminate a few from my diet and I’m a whiny mess. But here’s where the rubber hits the road so to speak. I have to daily ask myself now (in a new way), will I really find my satisfaction in God alone or that piece of cheese? Will I choose self-discipline in helping my body to not be harmed by what I eat and trust God to meet my every need and desire? I will not die by eliminating dairy, tomatoes, lettuce, carrots, and a few more but right now I feel like it (I know, who’s allergic to lettuce and carrots? That’s right, me).
Funny how when someone tells you you shouldn’t do something that’s all you can think about. Don’t tell me humans don’t have a sinful nature. All I want to eat is a mexican dish with lots of cheese, salsa, sour cream and lettuce. So if I look like I want to cry, it’s because I do; I want cheese! So excuse me now while I go pray for strength to carry on.
In all seriousness, what do you believe brings happiness to the table?