Good Folks, it is Friday, July 27, 2018.
It is also: National Scotch Day; National Crème Brulee Day; National Get Narly Day; National Talk in an Elevator Day
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups – porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite…telling them to help themselves to the coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: “If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee; it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.
What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups… and then began eyeing each other’s cups. Now consider this: Life is the coffee – the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. We are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live.
Sometimes, by concentrating on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us.”
God brews the coffee, not the cups…enjoy your coffee!
Friends, I must confess. Some years ago my Building Administrator, Gladys O’Brien, gave me a Starbucks coffee cup that is the right size (16oz) and good in quality. When the day begins, and I find that my favorite coffee cup is not to be found or clean, I sometimes pout.
Any other cup might be useable, but it is not “my cup.” Do we not have those favorite items in our lives that we look for, want to use, and feel that if it is just not “right,” then something is wrong?
How about a pew on Sunday morning? Weymond Dunn tells a story how he was asked to move from a particular pew in a particular church when he and Betty were visiting. More than once. I have been asked to move from a pew one Sunday years ago. We do have our favorites.
Sunday morning is time to worship. We hear phenomenal music from Boeun on the piano and organ. A faithfully prepared sermon from Steve or I, and Bridget’s Children’s Moments share God’s love to all. Special music in July and the Chancel Choir returns in August.
Wherever you sit in the sanctuary, my goal is that you will hear what is said and sung; see what is displayed on the screens; and experience the grace of God in a new and fresh way.
I do enjoy my “morning java.” I thank God for the worshipping community each Sunday morning.
See you Sunday morning. You are invited to invite someone to church.
Expect great things from God. Attempt great things for God. (Wm. Carey)
Blessings from Duncanville,
Pastor Frank (email@example.com)
Let everything that breathes praise the LORD! Praise the LORD! Psalm 150:6