Thursday, May 23, 2013

evidence of God's love {the red french press}

I firmly believe that God cares about coffee. It’s because he cares about his kids. And he cares about what his kids care about. So it stands to reason that my God cares about coffee, because I care about coffee.

Of course I know there is no Scriptural support for the idea that God likes coffee. But I have lived it just the same.

I adore a good french press. There’s just something about a cup of coffee that has steeped it’s way through the press, the hot water poured over, and all the goodness poured into my cup. 

But I didn’t have a press. Even though I really wanted one.

What I did have was a wonderful grind and brew coffee maker. And I love it. But most days it’s just me and my one little cup of coffee. It seems silly to use the machine for just little old me. And that grinder is loud. Wake the house loud. It makes it hard to secretly enjoy my morning cup before everyone is awake if everyone is already awake from me making my morning cup. Yes, I clearly have issues.

So I longed for a french press and the quiet whir of my little coffee grinder. But I just couldn’t bring myself to buy one. I blame this on Dave Ramsey. I tell my money where to go, but it continually has to go to silly things like utilities and the mortgage. And then there’s always something about some kid needing shoes. So it never felt right to tell it to go buy a french press. Especially when I had a perfectly working coffee maker. But still, I looked at french presses at Target with longing, especially the red Bodum one. 

I don’t think I ever had a moment of sitting down and directly asking God to give me a french press. But we’re always in conversation. And he’s always with me. So he sees me looking and wishing and then choosing to be content with what I have.

And then? Well, one day he gave me a gift. I’m sure you know where this is going. 

Over Mother’s Day weekend we did a race together as a family and we ran into a couple from our church who were running as well. We stuck around for the awards ceremony, on the off chance that I might win something. I did-I know-I was just as surprised by anyone at that, especially since the day was unseasonably warm, with temps near 80 by the time we were done. By the way, those aren’t the best conditions to have your best time. But I won a prize and so did our friend from church. We were chatting it up afterwards, both holding our loot when she pulled a french press-the french press-out of her gift basket. “You don’t want this, do you?” I’m sure you know the answer. Turned out she didn’t have any need of a press and knew she’d never use it. But me? I had been eyeing french presses. And not just any french press. The red Bodum french press. Of course, that was the exact one that was in the box. 

And that there is my evidence. That God loves coffee. Or maybe, more likely, that he loves me
He loves to bless his kids with little gifts. It’s really easy to trust God to provide for the big things, careers and finances and all. Because in those big things we are so desperately needy for him to move. However, when it comes to the little stuff-the little desires we have, the wants, the seemingly insignificant, he loves to provide for those too. Not because our lives will be over if we don’t get a red Bodum french press. But because he delights in giving us the fun things too. He is a good God, and he is so incredibly personal. And not a cup of coffee goes by without me thanking him again, standing in awe of his love and care for me that was demonstrated in a simple red french press. 

He cares for each of us that way, personally and tenderly and generously. He doesn’t have to give those little gifts, but he does. And the lesson, at least for me, was not to be in a hurry to get all the things I simply want. To be patient and see what God does. I guess it’s kind of like us buying a gift for a spouse; my husband can usually just go and buy the little things he wants but if he does that every time I won’t get the chance to get what he loves and gift it to him. 

God wants to give us good gifts, even those gifts that we don’t really need. He provides for our needs for sure, but I love how he takes care of all the rest as well. 


Seek first the kingdom of God....and all these things will be given to you as well. Matthew 6:33

...fix your hope on God, the One who richly provides everything for our enjoyment. 1 Timothy 6:17


  1. I love this! And I believe exactly as you do...that God shows us tangible expressions of his love with seemingly insignificant gifts. Once he gave me the exact double stroller I had wanted...from a stranger I literally met on the street. It's not that we couldn't do without these things,but it makes God's love so much more intimate and real.

    1. What a gift! And how good he is, to bless us with so much!

  2. God made coffee for new moms! I have never liked coffee and then I had my first child. I woke up the next morning & God said 'here. drink this coffee - it makes everything all better' And it did!. Love my morning coffee!

    Love this post!

    1. That is awesome! I hated coffee all through my pregnancies. But that first cup after each delivery was heavenly! And I know I needed the caffeine!


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