Unfortunately, I have developed a taste for specialty coffee drinks lately. The thing that makes it unfortunate is the cost of the product . But recently, my wife Eleanor took a small gamble that may greatly reduce the cost of my coffee habit. The unlikely source was IKEA!
Eleanor bought a $4, battery-powered milk foamer from IKEA – mostly on a lark. But it turns out that this thing really works. This thing takes regular milke and produces frothed milk that looks and tastes like steamed milk! The only difference is that it doesn’t heat it up. (I can live with that.)
Now we can put espresso coffee in the drip coffee maker, foam our own milk, and have cappuccinos for next to nothing. And the little milk foamer only cost a few cents more than a “Venti Mocha” at Starbucks!
OK. Jesus didn’t personally show up in my office, but when I reflect on my morning, his words turned out to be true.
In our young adult Bible study on Sunday, we looked at Matthew 6:33, which tells us to seek God’s kingdom first and then we’ll get the other things we need.
I was so pleased to see someone who had a number of life challenges come into my office and want to talk about God! And I wanted to help provide the other things that person needed. Another person came into my office wanting nothing but stuff. The first thing out of that person’s mouth was what our church needed to provide for them. I had no desire to go out of my way for that person.
As least based on my morning, Jesus was right. If we seek God’s kingdom first, we’ll find the other things we need too…
I’ve been sick lately. Today after a lovely course of antibiotics, I’m a new man, but Tuesday, things were different. I really had to push to make it through our two services Sunday morning and my son’s 3rd birthday party. (Happy birthday, Johnny!)
So yesterday was Ash Wednesday and we had a worship service planned. I hadn’t gotten things together enough to ask anyone for help setting up, and I was busy complaining to Eleanor about how I was going to have to deal with it by myself, and I was feeling pretty bad about it all.
A few minutes later (literally), Ethel Hayes, one of the members of our church, called. All she wanted to know was whether she could help with the service.
God was still there. I hadn’t gone to him for help, and here was some provision – a sign that I was still under my God’s care. Ahhh….
If only I could remember that without having to be reminded. Little by little, I guess.
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