Tempura. Get in my belly.
Actually, all Japanese food, you are so welcome with me… well, except maybe tako aka. octopus. It’s a bit too chewy and doesn’t do much in the way of flavor as far as I’m concerned. (Can you spot it below?)
Though I discovered it’s quite nice battered and fried. But of course, what doesn’t taste good fried?!?
Much to my liking, Japanese food is beautiful and fresh.
And clean and simple.
And altogether wonderful.
If the way to my heart is through my stomach, then Japan, you have my heart!
In fact, I am visiting the States next month and instead of looking forward to food back home, I’m wondering what I’ll do without Japanese food at my fingertips… or shall I say, chopsticks!
Last week during a worship gathering, someone shared the image of the banquet table God has prepared for us. She encouraged us to close our eyes and meditate on that to see what He might reveal.
And when I did just that, what did I see???
This image is exactly what came to my mind. This was an ever so scrumptious tempura and rice bowl that I enjoyed last month in Tokyo.
And not only have I come to realize that tempura is my go-to comfort food, but this was a special meal. You see, I had been craving tempura the night before I was getting ready to leave for Tokyo. Unfortunately, there was no tempura at the station for me to eat.
So the next day I began to enjoy the amazing city of Tokyo thanks to my super generous and thoughtful friend. She had all our plans laid out and it was on the agenda to have lunch at a pizza place in a ritzy shopping area of town. But knowing my craving for tempura the night before, she suggested a special tempura restaurant in the area where we were doing some sightseeing. Apparently, it’s unique because it’s fried in sesame oil.
I just know it was really good and really comforting, and quite popular! We happened to arrive just as it opened and the line was beginning to grow. We waited but five minutes…
So this was my banquet table where I was reminded that:
His timing is perfect.
He fulfills the desires of my heart.
He exceeds my expectations.
He knows what I need.
He is such an intimate God.
And that’s why I love Him so much. He is in every detail… fried food and rice.
Nothing is too big or too small for Him because He cares for me that much. He knows me, He sees me and He loooooooooooooooves me.
And that’s the Good News.
Seems so simple.
Yet, there is nothing simple about a love SO EXTRAVAGANT.
Oh Jesus, you’re the best. xoxo
He escorts me to the banquet hall; it’s obvious how much he loves me. -Song of Solomon 2:4