I love joking with friends and family about starting our own restaurant together. We start dreaming about who will do what and it genuinely gets me so excited. I know we’re mostly kidding, but sometimes I actually find myself believing in the possibility.
I know nothing about business or how to actually manage a restaurant, but I looooove the idea of people gathering together for a great time. I want to bring in all sorts of people–college students, cranky and sweet grandparents, tired workers, restless kids, and hip people–in a place for laughter and conversations. I also love the look on someone’s face when they’ve tasted something amazing (especially when I know it’s my cooking).
I mean how awesome would that be to have a cute little breakfast & bar kind of place?! I’d serve (hopefully) the best coffee in town, decadent pastries, all sorts of mimosas, and the coolest breakfast bowls that’ll start anyone’s morning just right.
The dream goes on and then I realize, “Well crap, that probably won’t happen.” I start thinking about where my life is actually heading, how little money I have saved up, and the reality of uncertainty that stands before me as I get closer to graduation.
I freak out.
We’re at another giant window of possibilities. No clear path. Just a bunch of wild dreams and desires that we’ve had our whole lives… and the enemy is becoming more and more eager to place doubt and despair within them.
We follow the steps and the advice we were given to take by our academic advisors, our parents, and other spheres of influences just to gain status/security to come find out we’re either unhappy, unsatisfied, and unsure… still.
I mean, what is it that we actually want to hear?
Something Jesus has taught me this year is that the core of my dreams and desires are valuable. That the joy cooking, gathering around the table, and bringing people together gives me is worth something to Him. But it has been a challenge understanding that God’s will for my desires doesn’t always match up with what it would actually look like.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve pursued something and my path to get there changed completely. Detour here, detour there. Or better yet, when I finally get to where I’m going and I realize it’s not really what I was meant for.
But even in that, there is purpose.
I have learned that the journey and the destinations are all part of how God has led me to his ultimate purpose–to experience His glory, love, and joy. To know and love Him through Christ. That every peak and valley, every change of course, and every path we take… Changed me, prompted me to repentance, and led me to a point where dwelling in the presence of my God gave me the most certainty in my life. A lot of my selfish ambition and prideful ideas of success were stripped away in the process and I found myself right here with you.
But we’re not stuck.
I still struggle with practicality and how all of this comes together, but I know that I am stepping further into my identity in Christ. There’s movement in that… even if you don’t see it right away…it’s leading you closer to knowing what God has planned for you all along.
Many plans are in a man’s heart, but the Lord’s purpose always prevails.
TUNA SALAD + GOUDA CHEESE MELT
- 3 cans of tuna (in water)
- 1 cup of celery (minced)
- about 3/4 cup of plain non-fat greek yogurt
- 3 boiled eggs (diced)
- Gouda cheese
- Your favorite bread (I like sourdough, but I used oatnut bread)
- Boil eggs for 15 minutes. Let cool and then dice them.
- While eggs are boiling, mince the celery stalks.
- Add eggs, celery, greek yogurt, and pepper to the tuna in a medium-sized mixing bowl.
- Toast your bread with butter. SIDE NOTE: If you have a panini press, your life is golden and all of this will be so easy to do. I personally don’t have one, but I think everyone should because they’re amazing. Anyway, if you don’t that’s ok! You can use a pan too. Just set temperature at medium-high, add butter to the pan, and lay the slices of bread down.
- Once both sides are slightly toasted, add slices of gouda cheese onto one piece of toast (or both) and the tuna salad onto the other. Place the slice of bread with the cheese on top so that it melts down into the tuna.To help with melting the cheese properly, I press down on the sandwich.
- One night I added sautéed kale to my sandwich and it was SUPER good. So maybe you might wanna try that one day too.
The great thing about making tuna salad (besides the fact that it’s freaking delicious) is that it’ll last ya a few days. Enjoy!