Feeding the fish

You know.. feeding a fish shouldn't be so interesting.
The lazy, red and blue betta fish that my little girl insisted on naming Vanilla just sits in her over-sized vase of tap water and flits here and there, glaring thru the glass if you don't feed her at least several times a day.
(don't worry, she gets fed twice a day.)
For the most part, she's lazy and won't move much unless disturbed, like when little people come over and wanna click on the glass to see if she's still alive, or to watch her swim around in annoyance.

But once you drop that awesome-smelling fish food in there, 😖 she's a soldier at attention; whirls around and goes right for the food, not even caring that there's at least 1 set of eager eyes watching her come to the surface to eat. Weird thing is.. she's not picky about the food. She sits on the table where we all eat, surely she can see that there's other food in this world. (not.) 😆

But you know, it's interesting. God's got food for us, we just aren't as interested as we probably should be. We want the Gluten Free version.
Or better yet, the Atkins Diet, or the Paleo food. We obviously just can't handle the whole food yet, so we figure that the food we're given must be the wrong stuff. We want the Skim Milk please, and the Sugar Free Caramel with half the flavor!
But honestly, I can't talk. There's a lot of times where I'm in the situation where a lot of old memory verses are running thru my head and I still choose to act a fool.
Like no, I really don't have to have the last word, and I'm pretty sure it's not imperative that I'm heard on this subject, no matter how much I think about it. Sometimes I think that God puts us in situations to see how well we handled a lesson.
 (Cue the Verizon commercial dude: "Is this a test?")

It's only been in the most recent months that God's encouragement to me is; You are stronger than you think.
And you know, He's probably right.. there's been times where I am positive I can't put one foot in front of the other one for the rest of the day, and I'm just gonna sit here in the middle of the work space until closing time. But it's at those moments where I hear the line, "The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness." Lam 3:22-23

Other times it feels a bit more down to earth. Move, or I'll make you wish you had. 
(once again, JK)
So I pull myself together one more time, find the strength to get up and go once more because He handed me some food;
... and I took it, to live to fight another day.