Coffee.
Its a staple in our culture, some might see it as indispensable, others can't handle the taste of it. There are those that drink it to survive, and those that just like it.
I love coffee... I probably drink 2 cups a day. I enjoy it, but as I was thinking about it while I was walking to class the other day, I haven't been ENJOYING it much lately, but more surviving with it. Life has been crazy, I get up, hurriedly pour coffee in my travel mug and hope that I put just enough cream in it, not too much, not too little. Then I rush off to class or work, hopefully on time, and I sit there and drink my coffee- there are a few reasons I drink coffee during class or work. 1) It gives me something to do, I am a fidgeter so this keep me occupied just enough that I can still pay attention in class, 2) it helps me to focus on one thing, 3) I really do just like it.
But the other day, I woke up and had to write a paper, but before starting it I sat and ONLY drank a cup of coffee... that was all I did. It made me think about all of the charming aspects of coffee. There is something very simple in drinking a mug of coffee when nothing else is happening. There is something about holding a nice warm ceramic mug that slows life down a little. And there is also something very beautiful about having a cup of coffee with a friend, a cup of coffee and good conversation. Those are the times that coffee is best... those are the times that make coffee worth it... that make coffee indispensable... the times that it represents calm, and friendship. That is worth it, that is indispensable.
You know, its kind of the same way with God. When we get busy we grab our time with him on the fly... We say a prayer and run, and hope its enough. But the times that we are quiet, the times that we are still and just sit with God... those are the precious moments... the indispensable moments... but so often the moments that are often the first to be tossed out the window when we get busy... Isn't that incredibly sad?
