In the early morning dark I opened our coffee canister and it echoed back at me: empty. Well, almost, anyway. There were one and a half scoops of beans, which I ground and added a couple of spoons of decaf grounds to in an effort to make something which would tell my brain it was time to wake up!
After dropping my son off at school, my daughters and I high-tailed it to the Starbucks a mile from our house and, from the comfort of my mini-van (and my pj’s, but shhhhh, don’t tell anyone) I bought a pound of Komodo Dragon, and a caramel macchiato for my trouble.
I feel much better now!
As I sit here, sipping my coffee, the day stretches before me.
There are some chicken breasts and BBQ sauce in the crockpot, which will become dinner tonight.
There are two girls who are outside right now caring for their guinea pigs, giving them fresh food and frozen water bottles because the forecast says ONE HUNDRED DEGREES for today…what?!?
There is my husband; already hard at work for four hours by the time I am writing this, and whose face I can’t wait to kiss when he returns home on Friday.
There is good work to be done: teaching, cleaning, laundry, discipling, loving, disciplining, cooking, playing, baking…good work for His glory.
I read about Him this morning, the God who came to Cain when he was angry and downcast and offered mercy and a way back into fellowship with Him.
Filled up with truth about God and after a bit more coffee, I'll be ready to get this party started!!