Posts made in August, 2015

The Cup I Shattered

The Cup I Shattered

I owned a sleek, white ceramic mug imprinted with my name and its meaning—God is gracious. My absentmindedness demolished it. While standing in the driveway talking to my husband, I set it on the roof of the car. After finishing the conversation, he went inside, and I got in the car to run errands. I made it all the way to the end of the street before a bumping, clunking noise caught my attention. I glanced in the rear view mirror just in time to see the mug bounce down the back window and onto the trunk before it smashed into pieces on the road behind me. Spilled coffee streamed down the window. No point in going back—it was beyond saving. Sometimes a relationship can be damaged so badly, repair seems impossible, leaving behind only memories. Moving on appears to be the only option. Our most severed relationship is the broken one between the Lord and ourselves. Jesus fixed what we can’t fix and invited us to accept his eternal repair. His love is that great. Paul says, “Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” When a friendship breaks, seeking to mend it is the example Jesus gave us. After we evaluate our part in the situation and consider the other person, he’ll bring to our mind ways we can seek repair and restoration. A cooling off period allows reactive feelings to subside. Depending on the situation, a call, a text, or even a card in the mail could follow. Once you extend your olive branch of peace, you’ve done your part. We can ask for forgiveness, but not demand it. How do you extend an olive...

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Changing Routines

Changing Routines

Any morning perks up with a fresh cup of coffee, a comfortable chair, and a quiet place to begin the day. Over the decades my coffee-making routine has changed. Years ago, and I do mean years ago, my mom used a Corning ware percolator on the stove. Add enough milk and sugar and, oh, yes, it was delicious. One of my first lifelong loves. In college, I had a plug in pot, a vivid burnt orange color. That gave way intermittently to instant coffee. (Arghh! Coffee lovers usually balk at instant.) Again, with enough additives, it was tolerable. In the following decades I did my part to keep the Mr. Coffee Company in business, as the machines served, died, and were replaced. Twenty odd years ago at a yard sale, I picked up a coffee grinder in pristine condition. I shifted gears again, adjusted the prep time, and invested in a variety of beans—mild, medium, and flavored. True, it sounded like I was churning concrete, but the bonus of fresh-ground taste justified the extra minutes and noise. A few years ago I capitulated to convenience and now enjoy pod coffee. It’s a time saver and allows me to offer a quick variety to my friends and clients. I’ve adjusted my personal routine in a similar way. There was a time when I gulped coffee for the surge of energy so I could race off to school or work. I’d re-dose to keep going for long hours in my consistently hectic life. While I still stay busy, sometimes too busy, I’ve deliberately slowed down. I make sure that I have that cup in a relaxed state of body and mind to start each day. How about you?...

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