Good morning on the first day of the Easter Season! While virtual shopping I found the perfect coffee for all my Easter peeps who visit my kitchen. I especially like the image of God conflated with the angel Gabriel: rather than announcing the morning or any other message from God, he brings the coffee instead.
Now this gets me thinking, is each cup of heaven’s nectar a message from God? When we say, “Wake up and smell the coffee?” Do we mean, “Hear the voice of God speaking in our hearts and minds.”?
When we settle down for a piece of quiet and solitude with our cup of joe, are we hearing the still, small voice that says, “Peace, be still. Know that I am God. I will never leave you or forsake you.”?
The ones who drink the brew of God in silence are more likely to hear the sound of God’s still voice. Those who drink their coffee on the fly can be comforted also, for God goes ever with them as well as before them. When they finally run out of steam and sit to drink the famous cup that brings the dead to life again, they will hear the word in their heart:
“Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen.” (Luke 24:5)
May each of my peeps find times of silence to sit, listen, and drink your favorite brew. Come visit me in the kitchen. I keep a whole cabinet stocked with coffees and teas: Caf and decaf.
(Yes, I swing both ways when it comes to my drink of choice. Morning coffee and afternoon tea. God loves all God’s creation. Why would I choose a lesser route?)