The Story of a Coffee Mug

I have a favorite coffee mug. I use it every morning (if it's clean). It's become a source of comfort, in some odd way. It's a symbol of things that never change. You see, Lindsay bought me this mug in Dallas Texas when she was 16 years old. It holds so many memories of cups of coffee shared throughout life. It's the perfect size, and weight. It's getting a little faded now but I think it just has more character. Everyone in the house knows it's MY mug. No one else dares to use it! haha I remember once one of Lindsay's boyfriends was at our house. He made himself some coffee, and innocently picked "my mug" out of the cabinet. He walked into the living room, so happy to be enjoying a cup of coffee and hanging out with our family. A hush fell over the room! No one said anything out loud, but there were glances shared between everyone that could only mean one thing... "Oh no! He's drinking out of Mom's mug!" haha I must admit, for a split second I did resent sharing it. But, I quickly got over it. And he managed to stay around in our family for several more months (even though he'd committed the 'unpardonable sin') haha
This morning I got up and made some coffee. I rummaged through the cabinet and found my mug, and sat down with the perfect cup of Starbucks coffee, to spend a little time with God. I quickly realized that I was in need of comfort. The day that loomed in front of me held a major car repair, sickness, physical pain, the reality of promises unfulfilled, and a difficult situation that I have been poorly dealing with for a very long time. In that moment, I was so aware of an underlying peace in my soul. I became aware of God whispering to me, "It's going to be OK". I sipped my coffee and took in the perfect love and peace I was feeling in all the chaos and confusion of the day before me. Some way, some how, I feel such a sense of trust in my Father's Hand as He guides me into unknown territory.
And I feel such a sense of comfort in knowing that some things never change.... His love never fails. He never leaves me. He knows what's best for me. He never ever gives up on me, even when I fail over and over again.
What a perfect place to be...basking in His perfect Love, and enjoying a cup of coffee in my favorite mug...
Psalm 36:5-7
Your love, LORD, reaches to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the skies.
Your righteousness is like the highest mountains,
your justice like the great deep.
You, LORD, preserve both people and animals.
How priceless is your unfailing love, O God!
People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.