I could finally sit down after my precious and teething baby went down for a nap. I joyfully picked up my phone, opened the Bible app to start my morning devotionals, and grabbed my coffee ready to enjoy this now forbidden morning pick-me-up (my doctor told me I need to go to decaf and I told him I’d rather die). As I took my first sip, I annoyingly discovered the coffee had gone cold. I put it down next to my daughter’s bottle with a huff and I quickly turned to a Psalm of Lament, hoping to find in the pages of Scripture something that could relate to the annoyance I had that I now had to microwave my coffee.
When the Coffee Goes Cold #040
When the Coffee Goes Cold #040
When the Coffee Goes Cold #040
I could finally sit down after my precious and teething baby went down for a nap. I joyfully picked up my phone, opened the Bible app to start my morning devotionals, and grabbed my coffee ready to enjoy this now forbidden morning pick-me-up (my doctor told me I need to go to decaf and I told him I’d rather die). As I took my first sip, I annoyingly discovered the coffee had gone cold. I put it down next to my daughter’s bottle with a huff and I quickly turned to a Psalm of Lament, hoping to find in the pages of Scripture something that could relate to the annoyance I had that I now had to microwave my coffee.