Sunday, October 11, 2009

My Favorite Cup

This is a picture of my favorite coffee cup. Do you drink coffee, do you have a favorite mug? If you do, then there is probably a story behind the mug. A reason why it's your favorite. My cup is special because it was a gift from Jerry, my husband. A few years ago, Jerry worked for a trucking company. He was away for days at a time, traveling all across the United States. The one place I wanted to go with him was Maine. Of course, he got a trip to Maine on an occasion I couldn't be off work and the boys had things going that kept me at home. He knew I was disappointed. The trip took him several days, he drove home late at night and crawled into bed. The next morning, I got up and went to get my coffee. This cup sat right beside my coffee pot. It let me know Jerry understood my disappointment and he cared.

Not to mention the words on the cup are true ... "Crabby Till I Get My Coffee." Jerry knows me so well.

Only a few months later, my cup fell and cracked. I was devastated. Sure, it's just a coffee cup to most people but for me, it's the story behind the cup. I spent a lot of time gluing and testing the cup. It took a while for the cup to repair and hold liquid again. And, it may not look the best on the outside but it serves the purpose intended. Not to mention, I can still enjoy drinking coffee out of that cup and thinking about how it came to rest in my hands.

Each time we have company, I make a pot of coffee. Everyone knows where the coffee cups are kept. Each time, it never fails, they pass on my favorite coffee cup. They might reach for it, but when they see the crack ... they pass and pick a different one. In fact one person even pulled it out and told me I shouldn't keep it.

That particular person looked directly at me with my cup in hand and said "You should throw this thing out, no way it's ever gonna hold liquid. As soon as you put hot coffee in that thing, it'll crack again and you'll have a mess to clean up."

I took my beloved cup, walked to the fridge and put some (OK, well maybe a lot, that's how I like it) creamer in the bottom. Then, I moved to the coffee pot and poured the dark steaming liquid directly into MY cup. I held it up as proof. No leaks. I took a sip and said "It's not worthless, it's mine and I love it."

There's another reason I love this cup. It reminds me of my Father's love. Even when I fall and get "cracked", He doesn't give up on me. He picks me up and takes time to repair those cracks. When everyone else is looking at my faults and all the flaws on my outside ... He looks at my heart. He sees the me that can still be used for His purpose. He knows the story that brought me to rest in His hands. That's what He cares about. He doesn't care about the cracks or how much time He had to spend fixing each blemish or flaw.

Sometimes I kind of think about Him holding me up when someone else looks at me and says ... "She's worthless." Or, when I'm looked over because someone else looks better. I can hear Him say ... "She's not worthless, she's MINE and I love her."
Are you feeling worthless today? If so, turn your heart over to the One who can repair those broken places.

Psalm 62:1-2 "My soul finds rest in God alone, my salvation comes from Him alone. He alone is my rock, my salvation. He is my fortress, I will not be shaken."

Every saint has a past ... Every sinner has a future.


  1. Amen, sweet sister! Do not let anyone sway you to through away your beautiful cup. I, too am very sentimental. I have a great big cup with a crab and other fish on it. I love the ocean and actually found my coffee cup at the good will store....someone else's trash became my treasure. My dear hubby brought me coffee in it this morning.

    Thank you for your sweet comments on arise 2 write. I have joined to follow you and look forward to getting to know you.

    Blessings, andrea

  2. Sweet post. I happen to be what some would call a "sentimental fool" at times, but I don't care. I love treasures with stories.

    thanks for visiting me today.

  3. What a beautiful sentiment not only to your wonderful coffee mug but also the relationship between us and our heavenly Father! I love it here and noticed that since you became a follower of mine, I had to become a follower of yours!

    I am so glad to spend some time just getting to know you and love what you write about!

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

  4. I wanted to thank you for the "follow" and headed over here so I can also follow you. The surprise was the cup because my hubby has one! Him, my son and I had bought one when we went camping by the ocean and that was his cup! I was even teasing him because it was me who drinks more java than him. Thanks for sharing. God bless.

  5. Beautiful post, Aine.... Loved every word. I too have a favorite tea mug. It has butterflies on it. My husband saw it at Starbucks one day and picked it up for me... I always pick it to drink my tea in unless it's in the dishwasher... Then I pick the other mug he got me.

    I loved your analogy as well!!

    I also read your post about your sweet niece. Your words touched my heart... it is a true picture of endurance for the sake of the desire placed on our hearts....

    I've enjoyed my visit here today!

  6. Thanks to each of you for your comments. I'm glad my words touched your hearts. You have each encouraged me and that means a great deal. God Bless each of you.

  7. Hello Aine, thanks so much for your comments on my blog! I see that you grew up in central Indiana. Me, too! I'm from Columbus, are you familiar with that area?

    Anyway, thought I would stop by and visit. I do love coffee. I don't have to have it, sometimes I prefer tea. Have you ever tried the Southern Butter Pecan Creamer? It's my absolute favorite if you like flavored creamers. Mmmm, I might go have some now! ;-)

  8. Hi Aine! Thanks a bunch for visiting "My Heart Speaks..." and leaving a comment! It gave me the opportunity to come and visit your blog. I've enjoyed "snooping" around!


  9. fraud coordinator? hmmm. Makes me think of how much I want to be real. :}

  10. I love the way you connected your favorite cup to God's love. And every day I'm grateful for how He holds me.
    I particularly like my Tigger mug.
    ~ Wendy

  11. I enjoyed reading this post so much... I am glad you kept your coffee cup. I keep all the things that my family give to me. You should see my rock totes or my treasures my children find me. Blessings,