Monday, January 24, 2011

nachos from heaven

Last summer, her world fell apart. One of my dear friends got up one day like every other day, and by the end of it, her life was crumbled up around her.

So we did what we have done for years, my friend and I. We headed to Chilis for nachos and a heart-to-heart. But when we got there, the nachos were gone. Off the menu. Replaced with “new and improved” nachos.

Only they were not improved. Just different.

And when your world us falling down, sometimes you just want the same, old nachos.

Last night, this same friend and I met at Chilis. She’s facing a tough week with so much strength and faith and dignity, it makes me cry. And when we opened the menu, there it was: classic nachos.

I know in the grand scheme of things, it’s no big deal. But it was a big deal. The cheesy concoction between us, we enjoyed sweet, comforting communion. And while I don’t think God is off finding me close parking spots at the Walmart, I do think He sent us those nachos. In all things, God is with us.


Sues said...

AMEN!!!!!!!!!! He *ABSOLUTELY* sent those nachos!

ChosenRebel said...

Amen. Our God knows the hairs on my head, the day of my death, and the moment I will draw my last breath. Praise God for eyes to see and a heart to rejoice that nachos on a menu are nothing less than the hand of God.

Glad to see you writing again.

Anonymous said...

This is the second post I've read tonight that mentioned nachos. I might have to make some!

I love how food has been the constant in your relationship with your friend. This is very much in the spirit of a conversation over at It's been nothing but food on Mondays for a while now.

So great to meet with you here today.

Llama Momma said...

Thanks, Sues! :-)

Chosen Rebel - thanks for the nudge to write.

Charity - Okay, my friend is going to crack up when she reads this comment. Yes, I suppose food HAS been a constant in our relationship! Thanks for stopping by. :-)

Marmot Mom said...

Oh, yes. Definitely has the fingerprint of God.

Anonymous said...

Mmm, nachos. Almost as good as sharing a deep dish pizza. You're a good friend, LM!