a coffee date...

If we were on a coffee date, I would talk to you about my quest of being still and how already the Lord has blessed my soul with so many things. He has given me freedom, provision, clarity, joy… all of the things, all of the feels, and all of the blessings.

If we were on a coffee date, I would ask you what kinds of God-sized things are happening in your life. What are you doing currently that requires faith? I heard Bob Goff speak one time, and he talked about quitting something every week. I used to wonder if this was actually even feasible or if it was one of those thoughts that come from the 2% of the population who can afford (literally and figuratively) to quite things all the time. No, this is something that we can all participate in; you, me, everyone… Quit something. This week. Tomorrow. Two days from now. Decide to just stop; stop the thing that steals your joy, stop the thing that feeds your anxious soul, stop the thing that pulls you from the Lord’s presence.

If we were on a coffee date, I would ask you what you are reading right now. Currently, “The Ragamuffin Gospel” by Brennan Manning is on my nightstand. One chapter down and I am already singing its praises! GO BUY THIS BOOK. RIGHT NOW.

If we were on a coffee date, we would talk about Chris Soules. Thank God for farmer boys from Iowa.

If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that you need to listen to Andrew Belle’s “Black Bear (Hushed)”. Currently, it’s the theme music of my life.

If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that I had the most real-feeling dream last night. You guys, I dreamt that I birthed a child, like, LITERALLY GAVE BIRTH. I blame this on the fact that I know approximately five people who have birthed children in the past week and a half and know approximately 12 women who are pregnant at this very moment... I BLAME YOU ALL. All the beautiful babies are making my ovaries hurt and giving me baby fever (and it’s not like I am in a season where children are even an option). It’s just like… I WANT ONE, you know? (DISCLAIMER: For the readers who actually don't personally know me, I am not married or pregnant, I just have weird dreams, apparently. Just FYI.)

If we were on a coffee date, I would get a refill of my iced coffee to go because TREAT YO SELF.

*These posts are inspired by this lady. She's a new favorite.*