Move the Queso

1. make (something) more difficult or confusing by causing it to be more complex.
   

So, I have finally come to terms with something about myself. I complicate things. I don’t mean to, my brain is just wired that way. For a long time I would call them blonde moments or join in with those who would laugh at my insane ideas, but it wasn’t till a few months ago that I became very self aware of this. I may have even been a bit self conscious of it, until this happened…  The five of us were in San Antonio at the Riverwalk, we were eating at Rita’s. By the way, if you haven’t been there, GO! Order the big margarita, you are welcome in advance. Back to the story.  We we are sitting around one of the bigger tables for 6. One the boys side left to right sat Coen, Keyton, and Cody.  I sat directly across the table from Cody with Karsin on my Left. The waitress comes with the chips and salsa so Coen came and sat on the end of the table by Cody and I that way he could reach. (I hope I can get this layout clear to you cause it is the whole point, stick with me) Then she came back and little bit later with our queso which she placed on the other side of the chips. The table had queso to the left of the chips and the salsa on the right of the chips closest to Coen. Well, if you know Coen you know that he LOVES his queso, so naturally that is now all he wanted. Well, he kept reaching over the chips to get the queso and dripping it all the way back to his side of the table. Instead of getting mad I suggested that he nicely ask Keyton to scoot down a chair so that he could sit closer to the queso. Cody just looked at me and said, “Or….” and he took the queso and moved the bowl right in front of Coen! Cody really could have done a mic drop at this point. I was that speechless! BRILLIANT! My mind was BLOWN in more ways than one! The thought of moving the bowl never crossed my mind! How simple was that? But the biggest realization of all was, I am not crazy, I just have a different way of thinking. Its not like that option was in my brain as another solution where I CHOSE the more complicated way. For some reason, all of a sudden, I was OK with that. I used to be so hard on myself for making situations harder than they needed to be, but its simply not how I am wired. I CAN’T help it!!!

I had several really great conversations yesterday, but one really resonated with me. You may not struggle with over complicating things in life, but we all have SOMETHING about ourselves that we struggle with. We may see them as character flaws. Have you ever stopped to think that maybe this is EXACTLY how God created you? Nothing God created/creates is simple. Look out side. SERIOUSLY, now! What do you see? First thing I see is a tree, but its more complex then that. This tree has a small trunk, tiny branches, with lots of green leaves, and beautiful pink clusters of flowers. The pink clusters have more petals than you could count. Its amazing! Now tell me this, why wouldn’t God put just as much thought in how he created you and me. There is nothing on this planet that is exactly the same. Every tree, bird, blade of grass is different, so of coarse His human creations would be the same. He wired all us the way we are for His own reasons. I have no clue why he gave me a mind that “over complicates” things. Maybe it’s because God paired me with a man whose mind couldn’t be more different than mine! Cody is NOT simple minded, so don’t sit there thinking that’s what I’m hinting at. I am just saying our minds work well together. I don’t have to figure out that a simple move of the queso would solve everything because Cody will help me with that. What ever you are trying to fix about yourself, stop. Instead try to embrace it. Own it. Try to figure out a way to use that “flaw” in a positive way! Remember, God doesn’t make mistakes and you are so very loved by Him. We are all perfectly imperfect!