Monday, 30 November 2015

Spilt Coffee

I love coffee and drinking coffee has become one of those things that's become easy to do without even thinking.  I frequently pick up my supersized coffee mug and .... horrors!  I find it empty.  Where did that coffee go?  Someone must have drank it when I turned my back!

Lately, for some reason I have become more aware of my capacity to miss my mouth when drinking coffee and hit my chin.  I'm sure this happens to everyone once and a while but I think I'm becoming a bit of a regular.  I pick up the mug, raise it to where my brain thinks my mouth should be and pour.  Only its not my mouth and my chin ends up being doused with coffee.  Often after hitting my chin, the coffee travels south and I end up with a coffee dribble on whatever I happen to be wearing.  Sometimes this happens away from home (and I do a quick scan of the room... did anyone see that?), however mostly it happens at home.  When it happens at home I feel pretty safe.  This is one of those things that nobody ever really need know about..

But lately when I coffee dribble, I can't help but smile or even laugh.  God reminds me that he sees my coffee dribbles.  He reminds me of Matthew 10:29-31 Consider the sparrows.  Not one of them falls to the ground without our heavenly father knowing and caring.  And don't worry - you are worth more than many sparrows.

So now spilling coffee on myself and even on the floor has become an intimate moment between me and God.  It's often when I think that I am alone, that God allows me to spill my coffee and then he reminds me that he is there, he is watching me, he sees my every move and hears my every prayer (even before I find the words).  He sees my coffee dribbles and he tells me, "Don't worry.  You are worth more than many sparrows."