Coffee (and Psalm 121)

I’ve never been a coffee drinker. Chad drinks it and I love the smell of coffee brewing in the morning. I just never drank it. I liked coffee ice cream, coffee milk shakes, coffee cake… just not actual coffee.

That all changed while on a vacation soon after Miles was born. Don’t ask me why. I was relaxed and it seemed like an enjoyable thing to do while sitting on a porch swing overlooking a mountain range. BAM!! I was hooked. How did I miss out on this awesome beverage for over three decades? Then my friend Beth introduced me to the non-fat Toffee Nut Latte  (it’s not on the menu but they know what you’re talking about) at Starbucks and I finally understood the Starbucks hype!

Sadly, my affair with coffee has now come to an end. The caffeine was getting to me and adding two packets of Splenda to each cup didn’t help. So…I’m on a caffeine “fast” for the next several weeks. Maybe forever. Two cups a day had become the norm for me so this is hard. I used to get up really early, turn on the fire, do my morning Bible Study, and watch the sun rise. A hot cup of coffee was my companion. Now I feel lost without it!

It goes to show that too much of a good thing can become a problem. I had bad headaches the first week of cutting out caffeine. Now I’m only drinking water and milk and I really do feel much better.

But — boy, I sure do miss my coffee!! Every time I see someone with a hot cup of Joe… I feel the temptation 😦

So next time I’m in the mountains, I will take in the scenery without a hot cup of coffee and meditate on this great verse:

I will lift up my eyes to the mountains — from whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to be moved. He who keeps you will not slumber. Behold, He who keeps Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. Psalm 121:1-2.

I love that verse. When I am anxious and have trouble resting, it’s good to know that He’s awake and in control so that I can sleep.

And maybe the lack of coffee will help me to focus more on Him and what He’s teaching me as the sun rises in the morning!

(That’s actually a photo at dusk but I thought it was pretty ;))

Morning on the Wando River

There’s something about water in the morning. It glistens and sparkles and takes on a color that is different from any other time of day.

I went out to Mitchell Wharf this morning (without a great attitude since it’s still freezing today) to take some photos for work. As I took photos and tried to keep warm, I found myself rejuvenated and refreshed by the beauty of creation.

If I woke up to this glorious sight every morning, would I take it for granted? I sure hope not. It’s days like this that make me remember that God is an artist.  He is the Author of Beauty. I love the feeling that I get when I observe splendour and know that it isn’t a random thing.

After a bad headache last night, I got every bit of sleep possible and I didn’t have time to do my Bible Study before things got cranking in the morning. I’ve felt two steps behind on everything today and it’s only 9:00!  How amazing that He met me by the river this morning and restored peace in my distracted mind and spirit. I truly needed a clearer perspective this morning and He gave me that. Thank You, Father! 🙂

Important Interruptions?!

Last night my son could not fall asleep. We had family over for dinner and it was quite inconvenient! He came to the stairs about an hour after I put him to bed and sweetly asked if I could come upstairs with him. At this point we were cleaning up and visiting with our family. Although I was in the middle of a task, how could I resist?!

I ended up spending about an hour talking with him and telling him stories. I enjoyed that special time so much! When I tucked him back in bed, he asked if I would climb up into his bunk bed (remember that I am seven months pregnant!!) and lie down with him for a few minutes. He always likes for me to sing to him before he falls asleep. At this point I was falling asleep myself! I climbed up there and sang to him as his eyelids started getting heavy.

As I quietly left the room, I realized how “task” oriented I am. So often I get caught up in tasks that I’m supposedly doing for others. I get easily frustrated if I’m cooking dinner or cleaning up and my children (or husband) need my attention and I have to stop what I’m doing. How silly! They are the priority. The tasks that I’m doing, I do for them. How often have I missed sweet moments because I was more wrapped up in the task than the one for whom I was doing it? My quiet time one morning this week was about the fact that God cares about people, not programs. I think that I saw that application in real life last night.

I hope that I can remember this perspective when I’m interrupted from something that I am doing, and realize that the interruption can often be a blessing in disguise.

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