I'm sitting here drinking a coffee.
As I write this, my wife will be getting up and going to work in 10 minutes. Time to take her morning coffee up, so she can have hers in bed. I euphemistically call it 'breakfast in bed', but it's not really, is it... Considering that shortly afterwards, usually around 7am, she comes downstairs and makes our porridge. That's breakfast. If I'm honest...
Anyhow, back to coffee....
We are by no means coffee connoisseurs. We usually enjoy a quick cup of quite remarkable Nescafé, instant, with trim milk. My lovely wife even requires a teaspoon of Cadbury's hot chocolate to enhance it even further. I hear the collective gasp of shock from those who are dismayed at our treatment of the holy coffee bean as we speak. I ask for your forgiveness, please find it in your heart to accept those of different coffee persuasions than your own.
I honestly forget how much a cup of coffee costs these days. I hear through our reliable media that the cost is going up! Oh no! How will we survive! We generally have the aforementioned luxurious instant once, maybe twice in the mornings, and an excursion to a café for an insidiously overpriced cup of Java is a special treat for us... I can't remember the last time we went, possibly a couple of months ago, to celebrate the miracle of our first child being in Cat's tummy. (Not MY tummy as everyone seems to joke... haha very funny *punch to the face*).
Speaking of special treats, finally getting to the point, we bought some moccachino sachets the other day. This is the coffee we are drinking this morning. As you follow the directions and pour the hot water into the cup, whilst stirring, there magically appears to be hundreds of small bubbles on the creamy top of the coffee. My first though was 'wow, there's more bubbles than stars in the night sky!' I wondered if God was enjoying a coffee while he created the infinite and eternal universe... :P. As I sat and stared at my coffee, contemplating this and other random things about life, a thought crossed my mind.
There's lots of bubbles. But what if I look closer? ... So I lifted the cup closer to my face... All of a sudden it seemed as if there were thousands more bubbles! Wow! Excited by this, I looked closer again... So many more bubbles, again... Excitement rose! To my feeble human mind they seemed infinite! Shall I dare to look even closer? I hesitated... I decided to take the plunge. Here we go!
Oops! Too close, I went cross eyed and ruined everything.
Oh well, tomorrow I will try again :)
But this got me thinking about God, we can sit there every morning and admire His handiwork, the seemingly infinite work of His hands and be amazed at it. We can enjoy the smells, the tastes, the way it makes us feel, and most importantly, the knowledge that spending time with this cup of coffee will refresh us, wake us up and get us ready for the day ahead. It is a good thing to do, and most of us will always find time for a coffee in the mornings, no matter how busy we are.
But if we look closer at our coffee, which takes a choice to lift the cup closer, to make the effort to see, to be still and know what we are looking at, we will always be amazed at what we find. There is always much, much more than we can see. If we would only be still and listen and make the choice to investigate further and submit to these promptings to 'experience more', who knows what we will find. The initial amazement from having a coffee in our hands could very well fade into a distant memory as we discover more and more wonderful things. As we get to know our 'Cup of Coffee' even closer and more intimately.
Eventually, we will get to that point where our understanding reaches it's human limits, where things become unclear and we have to trust that we will be OK. Even the smartest person who has ever lived will never understand everything! At that point of going cross-eyed, life is a lot easier and enjoyable when you know that Someone is holding you in their hands. Carrying you. In a way, we are the cup of coffee in His hands, that He enjoys and 'loves' every day. I am so thankful for this!
We are His special treat, crafted by Him, with 'The Best Barista of All Time' award hanging behind him on the wall.
I can make stale instant coffee mixed with hot chocolate, but at least that's a start. If I keep making coffee every day, who knows where i'll end up...
I'm sure Dad will teach me a few things one day when I go to see Him :)
:)Psalm 46:10, James 4:8
As I write this, my wife will be getting up and going to work in 10 minutes. Time to take her morning coffee up, so she can have hers in bed. I euphemistically call it 'breakfast in bed', but it's not really, is it... Considering that shortly afterwards, usually around 7am, she comes downstairs and makes our porridge. That's breakfast. If I'm honest...
Anyhow, back to coffee....
We are by no means coffee connoisseurs. We usually enjoy a quick cup of quite remarkable Nescafé, instant, with trim milk. My lovely wife even requires a teaspoon of Cadbury's hot chocolate to enhance it even further. I hear the collective gasp of shock from those who are dismayed at our treatment of the holy coffee bean as we speak. I ask for your forgiveness, please find it in your heart to accept those of different coffee persuasions than your own.
I honestly forget how much a cup of coffee costs these days. I hear through our reliable media that the cost is going up! Oh no! How will we survive! We generally have the aforementioned luxurious instant once, maybe twice in the mornings, and an excursion to a café for an insidiously overpriced cup of Java is a special treat for us... I can't remember the last time we went, possibly a couple of months ago, to celebrate the miracle of our first child being in Cat's tummy. (Not MY tummy as everyone seems to joke... haha very funny *punch to the face*).
Speaking of special treats, finally getting to the point, we bought some moccachino sachets the other day. This is the coffee we are drinking this morning. As you follow the directions and pour the hot water into the cup, whilst stirring, there magically appears to be hundreds of small bubbles on the creamy top of the coffee. My first though was 'wow, there's more bubbles than stars in the night sky!' I wondered if God was enjoying a coffee while he created the infinite and eternal universe... :P. As I sat and stared at my coffee, contemplating this and other random things about life, a thought crossed my mind.
There's lots of bubbles. But what if I look closer? ... So I lifted the cup closer to my face... All of a sudden it seemed as if there were thousands more bubbles! Wow! Excited by this, I looked closer again... So many more bubbles, again... Excitement rose! To my feeble human mind they seemed infinite! Shall I dare to look even closer? I hesitated... I decided to take the plunge. Here we go!
Oops! Too close, I went cross eyed and ruined everything.
Oh well, tomorrow I will try again :)
But this got me thinking about God, we can sit there every morning and admire His handiwork, the seemingly infinite work of His hands and be amazed at it. We can enjoy the smells, the tastes, the way it makes us feel, and most importantly, the knowledge that spending time with this cup of coffee will refresh us, wake us up and get us ready for the day ahead. It is a good thing to do, and most of us will always find time for a coffee in the mornings, no matter how busy we are.
But if we look closer at our coffee, which takes a choice to lift the cup closer, to make the effort to see, to be still and know what we are looking at, we will always be amazed at what we find. There is always much, much more than we can see. If we would only be still and listen and make the choice to investigate further and submit to these promptings to 'experience more', who knows what we will find. The initial amazement from having a coffee in our hands could very well fade into a distant memory as we discover more and more wonderful things. As we get to know our 'Cup of Coffee' even closer and more intimately.
Eventually, we will get to that point where our understanding reaches it's human limits, where things become unclear and we have to trust that we will be OK. Even the smartest person who has ever lived will never understand everything! At that point of going cross-eyed, life is a lot easier and enjoyable when you know that Someone is holding you in their hands. Carrying you. In a way, we are the cup of coffee in His hands, that He enjoys and 'loves' every day. I am so thankful for this!
We are His special treat, crafted by Him, with 'The Best Barista of All Time' award hanging behind him on the wall.
I can make stale instant coffee mixed with hot chocolate, but at least that's a start. If I keep making coffee every day, who knows where i'll end up...
I'm sure Dad will teach me a few things one day when I go to see Him :)
:)Psalm 46:10, James 4:8
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