Blessed are the poor in spirit.
“Come and sit with me while I make my coffee, Jesus,” I asked. The morning was shaping up to be a chaotic one. As the water boiled in the kettle, I went on and on to Jesus about the things in my life that needed attention and what I was going to do to solve each challenge. He sat and listened politely.
The coffee ready, I poured it into my favorite mug. Are you going to keep pouring?” Jesus asked me as the coffee rose to the rim, ready to overflow.
“I like my cup full,” I said with a smile.
“But how can anything else get in if it’s so full?” He asked.
“There’s a lesson coming, isn’t there?” I replied. Jesus smiled.
I can’t teach you anything if you’re like your coffee cup— so full of yourself.” He answered. “You have to empty yourself and allow me to fill you. All those plans you’re scheming this morning? Let them go. Let me fill you with the answers.”
I nodded and sipped my coffee. “I didn’t realize I wasn’t being open to you this morning. I’ll empty myself and let you lead the way,” I said.
“I know just where to take you,” Jesus said and handed me His heart and His hand. The morning was now shaping up to be a wonderful one!