Coffee...

For me, life is a series of small moments, lived in sequence.  Like most people, very few grand events have marked my life journey.  Instead, my satisfaction and comfort with my place in the world usually revolve around the small things in life that make a difference to no one but me.  Chief among those pleasures is my morning cup of coffee.

It may seem insignificant to most, but kicking my day off with a cup of coffee is important to my well being.  It is not just a caffeine jolt to get me moving.  It is a moment of pleasure when I smell the brew and taste the first sip.  It gets my morning off to the right start, setting the tone for the many hours to come.

It is easy to think that God does not care about the small things, because he is tied up with worrying about the big stuff going on in the world.  But I don't think that's true.  I think we are limiting God when we assume that he is not able to do it all.  He is God.  He can do anything.

I think God cares about the small stuff, because we care about the small stuff, and he cares about us.  If he knows the number of hairs on our heads, he also knows that something as insignificant as a morning cup of coffee is important to us.  Refreshing the body also refreshes the mind and heart and soul.

This morning, I am grateful for coffee.  It is a reminder that even the small stuff counts.