Chaos, Coffee and Jesus

I understand with all that is going on in the world, this is miniscule. But, it is my day seventeen of thankfulness. Ever have one of those mornings. You now the one where everyone is late. No one can understand the words “come on ladies. Were late let’s move it!” Where we need to go translates into, please move slower the snails have not yet passed you.  I despise these mornings.  Punctuality is a trait of mine. Yes, It’s possible. As if it were coded in my DNA. I have to be on time. When I start off the day behind, I feel like I am catching up all day.

Well, this morning was that day. We started out behind. Therefore, I was lacking in my usual coffee consumption. If you are an avid coffee drinker, like myself you know what I mean. After the stern one sided you have to be responsible and on time conversation all the way to school. I dropped the girls off at school. The the overwhelming guilt of my what I am sure they heard blah! Blah! Blah!  all the way to school sets in. Because you always have to be the bad cop. In my guilt and frustration, I was thinking I have fifteen minuets, I’ll stop at Pete’s to grab a cup of coffee. I needed this! My one cup of morning ambition was not; did I say NOT cutting it. I stood inline luckily someone I knew was in front of me. Score, at least I had someone to chat with while waiting. Bless her heart…. This barista was moving at a glacier pace. Which thrills me to the core. Finally, it was my turn…. I smiled ordered my drink. The same thing I order every time I go in….. “Sugar free vanilla breve latte with an extra shot.”  She gave me a look in which I assumed she thought I was ordering in an unknown foreign language.  I kindly explained to her it’s made with half-and-half instead of milk. At this point her glacier pace had been slowed to what can only be explained as loitering. I admit patience is not a virtue in which I possess.

She then hands me my cup, I pay and swiftly walk to my car. I drive over the suggested speed limit in a last minute attempt to be on time. Yes, I did it, one minute to spare. Lets just say God has a wonderful sense of sarcasm and humor. Why wouldn’t he? It is also apart of my genetic make up. I was designed by him and, he does speak my language. 

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Well after I get to work. Set at my desk and take a long awaited sip of my cup of ambition, wait a sip of my foam. Yes, you got it right. F-O-A-M! I just purchased a six-dollar cup of foam. The cherry on the top of my less than punctual morning.  UGH!!! Are you kidding me? Seriously? For real? Why?  After I silently set at my desk and threw my mental fit, I gathered what mental dignity I had and made my own pot in the break room.  Considering I have this inability to hide what I am thinking. I am sure anyone who walked by knew “Hollie, is having a bad morning or just plain nuts!” Either way both would be accurate! 

Tell me how do you carry on a conversation with a twenty something old co-worker about the Dixie Chicks Texas return and Charlie Sheen’s HIV status without a moderate level of coffee in your system. Guess, what you don’t. At least not on an adult level. Because, seriously all you can think is Duck tape, yes duck tape across your face would be nice. Yes, I am a Christian! I am an open book Christian. A perfectly imperfect Christian. I do have these thoughts. I admit to these thoughts. With the Philippians 4:13 (I can do ALL things through Christ, who gives me strength) reminder, I don’t act on these thoughts.

Then, one I sat and had a quick moment to breath the guilt from thoughts of the one sided discussion of we have to be on time and responsible set in. These chaotic mornings significantly ruin my mornings.  God like he always does, shows up and shows off, he brought to my mind 1 Corinthians 14:33 (God is not the author of chaos, but of peace) Synonyms for chaos Disorder, disorganization, confusion, discombobulation).  Which is a reminder, no matter how chaotic, discombobulated, disorganized or confused my mornings are, he is the author of peace. Take a moment to breath. Remind myself of John 14:27 (paraphrased) “Peace I give you, Peace I leave not as the world gives but I give. Don’t be troubled, and take heart” He has placed a spirit of peace within each of us. To overcome such mornings. So, day seventeen I challenge you to explore the spirit of peace. When life is chaotic, were lacking coffee we still have the peace of Jesus.