I sat quietly in the counselors office, silently pondering her question; Are you being like coffee?
It left me speechless; now this is a good question.
After my incident and difficulty over the past few months, i have naturally been struggling. in our most recent of our frequent discussions, she related to me a story. (my appologies to storyteller, as i am telling one of my own)
A woman, after a long arduous week, went to her mother's. The minute she got there, she plopped down at the table and began telling about how difficult of a week she had with her own children and shopping and just about every other little thing you could find to complain about. While the woman spoke her mother quietly began boiling 3 pots of water; in one, she put carrots, another, eggs, and the last, coffee beans. The woman went on for quite some time, and the mother listened intently. When she was finished, the mother put the carrots, eggs, and coffee all in seperate bowls and brought them to the table. At the woman's looks, the mother asked "which one are you?"
Confused, the woman asked the mother what she meant. "Feel them," she told her daughter "when boiled and put through difficulty, do you become soft, and easily crushed like the carrot? Are you put in somewhat fragile, only to harden inside? Or do you let yourself dissolve to make something soothing and pleasant, and better the boiling water because of it?"
-We need to ask ourselves, as christians, if we are truly being the coffee of this boiling world; do we let ourselves dissolve, to better the world? Or are we a great big pot of carrot and egg stew?
It left me speechless; now this is a good question.
After my incident and difficulty over the past few months, i have naturally been struggling. in our most recent of our frequent discussions, she related to me a story. (my appologies to storyteller, as i am telling one of my own)
A woman, after a long arduous week, went to her mother's. The minute she got there, she plopped down at the table and began telling about how difficult of a week she had with her own children and shopping and just about every other little thing you could find to complain about. While the woman spoke her mother quietly began boiling 3 pots of water; in one, she put carrots, another, eggs, and the last, coffee beans. The woman went on for quite some time, and the mother listened intently. When she was finished, the mother put the carrots, eggs, and coffee all in seperate bowls and brought them to the table. At the woman's looks, the mother asked "which one are you?"
Confused, the woman asked the mother what she meant. "Feel them," she told her daughter "when boiled and put through difficulty, do you become soft, and easily crushed like the carrot? Are you put in somewhat fragile, only to harden inside? Or do you let yourself dissolve to make something soothing and pleasant, and better the boiling water because of it?"
-We need to ask ourselves, as christians, if we are truly being the coffee of this boiling world; do we let ourselves dissolve, to better the world? Or are we a great big pot of carrot and egg stew?
