I don’t usually take my coffee into church,
But last Sunday I did.
I had a meeting after church
that day and knew that I’d need the coffee to push me through,
So I took it in and placed it
under the pew in front of me.
Somehow, and I still don’t
know how,
I kicked my coffee cup and
turned it on its side.
The lid fell off and the
coffee spilled everywhere.
Thankfully, I sit on the
second row,
So the coffee didn’t bother
anyone else.
Thankfully, the day’s
assisting minister saw the coffee spill,
So she went to get me some
rags.
And thankfully, this event
occurred during a particularly long time of announcements,
So I was able to clean up the
mess without disrupting too much of the service.
But I was still embarrassed,
And I still had to walk out
of the sanctuary carrying my coffee cup, trash, and rags…
And this is when the whole
event turned serendipitous.
When I got to the fellowship
hall with my coffee mess,
I noticed my friends Sherrie
and Heidi each setting up their own stuff.
Sherrie was preparing
materials for a church-wide mission project and
Heidi was preparing food to
feed the people who stayed for said church-wide project.
Already out of the worship
service,
I decided to ask if they
needed help.
Sherrie did.
So I started setting up
materials for the church-wide mission project, too.
I did this, alongside
Sherrie, until it was time for the choir to sing.
If I hadn’t been there to
help, then everything wouldn’t have been set up for the project,
And the project wouldn’t have
gone as successfully as it did.
So…I guess you can say that
my coffee-spill turned out for the best.
Whether God orchestrated the
whole event or
God worked through the event
brought on by clumsy feet
Is up for theological debate.
All I know is that something embarrassing
turned into something good,
And for that…
I am grateful.
“And we know that in all things God works for the
good of those who love him, who[i] have been called according to his purpose.”
Romans 8:28
Amen.
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