My birthday was Saturday, the same day as the solar eclipse. I drove to one of my favorite coffee shops/bakery and ordered a Dirty Horchata to drink and of course, CAKE! Then, I walked next door to one of my favorite shops and fell in love with a candle to bring home.
My truck was parked on a hill, but I didn’t realize how much of an incline he was parked on until I started juggling my packages along with a full drink to open his door. Sitting my drink on the ledge of the truck bed, I placed everything in the back seat and shut the door. That’s when I heard a plop/splash and looked down at my feet to see my beautiful Horchata covering the pavement. I bent over and picked up the cup, lid and straw placing it inside the truck to throw away once home.
Not that long ago I would have had a fit and tried to fix it, but no emotions erupted. Instead, there was immediate acceptance of the situation. I’m sure I could have walked back into the coffee shop to replay the scenario to the girl behind the counter and she would have replaced the spilled drink, but that day, I came home. Maybe I didn’t need any more coffee for what lied ahead.
I read recently, as God followers, we’re supposed to be a light. That wasn’t a revelation for me because I’m familiar with the verse, but when people look at us, they are supposed to see light and want what we have. There was a man standing in the parking lot talking on his phone when the cup spilled and I noticed he was holding an iced coffee, so he knew the value in that cup to coffee lovers everywhere, but I didn’t remain calm for him. I’m sure what he witnessed that day looked different, but as I was driving away, what I felt was different in me.
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