Mountains and a cup of coffee
A woman from Colorado once told me that she can always tell what direction she’s headed by the mountains. That they are not only a visual reference, but also have an almost magnetic presense, gifting people who live with them a sixth sense– a sense of direction. God is like that for me. Trouble is, that only gives me my bearings; it still doesn’t help me figure out which direction to go!
Coffee is more than comforting and intimate as it slips down your throat. It is bracing, strengthening, encouraging in the true sense of the term– giving courage with the comforting knowlege that energy is on its way.
I need a God as big as the mountains and as warm as a cup of coffee.
November 30th, 2006 at 2:14 am
God is my bearing, too, just like the mountians here in Los Angeles. Just like the mountains here or a smoggy day, it can seem like God is unclear or distant. I love those days when I see them (and Him) clearly.
November 30th, 2006 at 9:39 am
Lori! Good to hear from you. You have not returned my emails or phone calls…I was beginning to think I was getting the silent treatment.
I need your address so I can mail you something.