What Inspires?

A while back I asked my cousin if she liked coffee. She did not. She seemed apologetic and assured me her friend had taken her down that rabbit hole. It is an acquired taste, and she had not yet acquired it. I almost said, "Sweet baby lamb, who hurt you?"

Coffee is, in my opinion, a warm hug from the inside out. It has been there for me in good times and bad. It saw me through high school, college, courtship, twenty years of marriage, four beautiful children, and a miscarriage. Coffee could love me with God's love when I didn't have words for my family and friends. But opinions are like shoes; everyone has their own, and no one needs to be wearing mine.

What is the thing that makes another's heart rejoice? What kindly act of God reminds another that the Creator of the Universe is journeying with them through the desert, preparing breakfast for them on the beach, and watching over them as they sleep? That is the conversation I want to have.

As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you. Remain in my love. John 15: 9