Coffee Date No. 14

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Hi, friend. It’s good to meet you here. Just in case you’re new to this corner of the interwebs, let me give you the skinny on these coffee date posts. Once a month, on the second Monday, a group of gals meets at a virtual table for an unfiltered chat about whatever is currently going on in our lives. Nothing is off limits, and there is more than enough grace to cover our messes. So if that sounds like the kind of thing your soul might need, we would love nothing more than to have you pull up a chair, bring your favorite mug filled to the brim with your beverage of choice, and we’ll spill it all together. Don’t have a blog to link up? That’s totally fine. Tell us what you would share in the comments below.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d take you to my new favorite spot. Living within walking distance of one of the biggest college campuses in the state does have some perks — one of which is All In Coffee Shop. They have a very nice outdoor seating area, but I’d suggest that we sit inside, because the heat in South Carolina has been in the high 90’s for what feels like ages, and according to the weatherman, it isn’t going to get better any time soon. I’d definitely be drinking an iced coffee — maybe something with caramel or lots of chocolate.

 

If we were on a coffee date, you might ask about mine and C’s recent trip. In the month since we last chatted, C and I celebrated our fourth anniversary by taking a road trip up the east coast. Maybe you’ve seen the pictures on Instagram. We went to Washington DC, New York City, and Boston. Craig drove up the coast with his dad and brother last fall, but I actually hadn’t ever been north of Maryland before he and I took this trip. It was wonderful. We went to the top of The Rockefeller, which was my absolute favorite part of the trip. I was pretty hesitant to go to the top of anything, but it was seriously the most beautiful, peaceful part of our day in NYC. And we topped it all off by seeing U2 in Boston, which was absolutely incredible. Happy anniversary to us!

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask how you and God are doing these days. What are you learning at church and from scripture? What has your quiet time looked like recently? How are you engaging culture? Lately, I feel like he and I are on the cusp of something really big. But of course, I don’t know exactly what that is yet. Do you ever feel that way? What do you do to unpack it?

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d have to gush about the fact that LG is going to be a big sister! I haven’t talked about this on social media at all, so it will probably come as quite the surprise. Her mama is actually due to have another precious girl this week! I have to say, I’m a little bit anxious to think about how much this will change things for us, but my excitement to meet this beautiful new baby far outweighs that nervousness.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask how you handle it when friends move away. Our best friends recently told us that they are moving two hours away. I have been totally devastated, even though I know that two hours isn’t that far. It just feels far away because of how much we love them. We’ve pretty much been inseparable since C and I moved to South Carolina, so I know that there will be lots of long weekends spent going back and forth between here and Charlotte to see each other.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask what you’re reading. I’m slowly but surely working my way through Louie Giglio’s new book, Goliath Must Fall. Have you ever just known that a book was written for you? That’s how I’ve felt about this book from about page seven. With every page turned, I say, “okay, God, you have my attention.”

 

If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that we went to an event at church and met two of the nicest couples. Guys, meeting people is hard. I don’t consider myself to be a shy person, but I can be terrible at instigating new friendships. For now, I’m going to take the easy way out and blame this on my INFJness. Of course, the underlying current of thought is that it is especially difficult given that we’re still adjusting to new surroundings after an ending we didn’t ask for or see coming. Starting over is just plain hard, but we have to come to a point where we realize that people are worth fighting for. We are worth fighting for, too.

 

If we were on a coffee date, you know I would ask how your heart is. Because small talk makes me itchy, and I want to get down to the nitty-gritty, no holding back space. You know, the space where you can laugh or cry or curse or pray or whatever your heart most needs to do. And I would ask if you know what you’re made for, because I’m starting to get tiny glimpses of my own meaning and there’s nothing I would love more than to call out those things that are beautiful and alive and growing in you.

 

What would you share with me if we were on a coffee date?

Coffee Date No. 13

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d be drinking an iced caramel latte. And I’d have to ask if you say care-amel or car-amel. I am in the first camp. Anyway, I’ve been on something of a caramel kick lately. And I might add a pump of vanilla. I’d let you choose whether we sit inside or outside, because I could go either way.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I might tell you that I’ve been feeling pretty restless lately. First, practically speaking, it has just been a busy month. We’ve seen both sides of the family, C has had a lot of projects for work, and I feel like we haven’t had dinner at home in ages. Honestly, a staycation never sounded so dreamy. But then, I’ve also been feeling restless in my soul. Do you ever feel that — like you’re not where you’re supposed to be (or not where you thought you would be), but you can’t quite pinpoint the why? I have a nagging feeling that my why has to do with discipline. So I’m praying through some small changes I can make in order to feel more at peace.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d share about the sermon series we’re in at church. It’s called “No Ordinary Family,” and it’s all about how God calls the Church to be different: diverse, unified, and living into the tension of being made well. I’d tell you that every single Sunday has just gotten better. Each sermon has made me love the Church more, which is honestly saying a lot, because sometimes that is hard to do. And I’d ask you what you would want to say to the Church if you had the chance?

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you that I’m praying for renewed faith. I want to run after Jesus harder than I ever have before, and for the power of the gospel to really transform my life in practical, tangible ways. How are you seeing your faith growing, and how do you want it to grow?

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask you what you’ve been reading lately. This weekend, I finished “Letter to My Daughter” by Maya Angelou, and let me tell you — if you haven’t read it, you need to. I have loved Maya Angelou since my junior year of high school, when I was chosen to recite her poem “Phenomenal Woman” during our poetry unit in American Lit. Her words are just so lovely and unpretentious, dripping with wisdom and grace. Her thoughts about America are so relevant, even a decade after the book was published.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask how your heart is, and I’d try to really listen. Because I think we all just need someone to really notice us. And we would probably laugh and cry, both of which are more than okay, because life is funny and sad and beautiful and really really hard.

 

What would you share on our coffee date?
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Coffee Date No. 12

 

If we were on a coffee date, I would invite you over to my new apartment. We love our new place, and being done with this move just feels so freeing. We haven’t quite finished unpacking all of the boxes, but I cannot wait another minute to have people over. Naturally, I’d have my playlist from Lent on in the background, and I’d have some chocolate chip cookies to go with our Caribou (or whatever brand is currently sitting next to my coffee pot). There’s really nothing I love more than having people in my home.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I would ask you about what you’re learning lately. What is the Lord revealing to you in scripture or through the people in your circles? Recently he has been showing me areas where I have been holding back in community. We talked community in church yesterday morning, and Meredith said there were three tiers to being known: people knowing your name, people knowing your story, and people knowing your secrets. Brad added an innermost tier, which was people knowing our needs. It is a scary, humbling thing to think about someone peeling back our carefully constructed layers of protection to get to the heart of where we’re really at, but it’s like Hannah Brencher said: if you want to be found, you have to be honest about where you are. And I really want to be found. Meredith also pointed out that our union was the last thing Jesus prayed for before he went to the cross. And if unity was the last thing he prayed for, it should be the first thing we fight for (serious mic drop).

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d timidly admit that I’m trying to unplug again. Why is this so hard? I want to stay informed now more than I ever have before, and I want my voice to be light — but the honest truth is that I’m just so frustrated with the world and the church right now, and I’m struggling to see where Jesus is. I feel like my blood has been at a steady temperature of 211 degrees, and the next tweet or status I read is just going to send me over the edge, and when this happens, I know that the best thing I can do is to just shut it down.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask what books are currently making themselves at home on your nightstand. I have Nish Weiseth’s Speak, Glennon Doyle Melton’s Carry On Warrior (which admittedly, I’ve also been listening to on Audible, and ya’ll, it is just so good), and Jennie Allen’s Nothing to Prove. 

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you that I’ve TiVo’d all things Princess Diana. We have satellite television now, and along with new episodes of Chopped, I am obsessed with Di. I feel like she is just one of the most fascinating human beings of our time, and I so wish that she was still here.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask what you’re working on right now that brings you to life. Because we need to do more of the things that make our lungs swell big with oxygen and gratitude and the scent of home. And I’d laugh when I told you to look around at my unfinished apartment. Making home is what has been keeping me settled lately. I put on an audiobook and do dishes by hand and try to figure out where to put this or that homeless knickknack (sometimes they wind up in the trash or the Goodwill bin). And I feel like I can breathe.

 

If we were on a coffee date, you’d be welcome to stay as long as you’d like. Because there’s nothing that I don’t want to hear about what has been going on in your life lately. The hard parts and the beautiful parts and everything in between.

 

What would you tell me if we were on a coffee date?
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Coffee Date No. 11

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask if we could sit outside. After a few days of really precarious weather, including a bitter cold front and the greatest risk for tornadoes in South Carolina in something like a decade, the air is finally warm and the sun sits high in cloudless skies. Also, I would, at long last, be drinking something iced.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d share that I haven’t been perfect at Lent this year. But really, am I ever? I decided to give up social networks this year, and honestly, while I have logged on occasionally, it hasn’t been nearly as often or for as long as it used to be. And even though I feel a bit uninformed, I feel lighter. Besides, it is not my responsibility to respond to every single thing going on in the world — nor is it healthy to even attempt to. 

 

If we were on a coffee date, I would ask about your margin. Lately, mine has felt kind of nonexistent. Even though my plate has been spilling over with good things, my soul still feels a bit edgy. I didn’t realize until this moment that it is possible to have a full and glad heart and at the same time have a soul that resides on the border of chaos. What I can tell you is that I know that God has given me some supernatural energy this past week, and that I need a double dose this week because we are moving to a new place this weekend. It is a new start that feels like grace, and hopefully, once we return the keys to the U-Haul, we will be able to breathe again.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d admit that my word for 2017 hasn’t gotten a lot of love. I landed on rhythm for the year and had all sorts of good intentions for planning out a budget and a better morning routine and actually following the cleaning schedule on the fridge, but literally none of that has happened. But I think (I pray that) this move will help me to dig deeper into the discipline. And of course, I’d ask how things are going with your word, because there’s nothing I love more than stories of becoming rooted and established, and I think that’s what our words help us to become.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask if you have an accountability partner in any area of your life. What is that relationship like? How did you go about finding and asking that person to keep you accountable? Honestly, accountability makes my skin crawl, but I know that I need it in order to be the person I want to be for myself and those around me. Once we finish with this move, I would really like to get back in the gym. I haven’t been since the holidays, so there’s that. Also, I really need to be better about getting in the Word. I started a Bible in a Year plan on January 1, but can we all just admit that trudging through parts of Deuteronomy and Numbers is a bit reminiscent of trying to get through Captain Ahab’s monolog about whale blubber? Anyway, I digress. The point is, I am longing for someone to stand beside me and say “hey, I see you, and I know you can do this because it is worth it.”

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask you about your normal, but I wouldn’t try to compare it to my own. It is so dangerous to assume that our normal is the same as the person across the table or across the globe. And I’ve been trying hard to avoid blanket statements in my conversations because I just find them to be ignorant and irresponsible. My friend Kristen recently wrote an incredible blog post about this very topic, and her timing couldn’t have been more perfect.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you how wonderful I think you are. And I would mean it. When I look at the people I count as friends, both online and IRL, I could not be more grateful. There’s this line in a song in Hamilton that has been hanging out in the recesses of my heart lately: let this be the first chapter where you decide to stay. And I think that’s beautiful. Here is where I would very much like to stay.

 

What would you share on our coffee date? I’d love to hear from you.

 

Coffee Date No. 10

 

If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that I’ve given up social networks for Lent. If you’ve clicked over from Facebook or Twitter, you might be wondering how and why it appears that I’m posting to the sites, and the answer is the publicize feature on my blog. It allows me to share posts to Facebook and Twitter without actually having to visit those sites. Anyway, I would tell you that I looked up the rules for Lent, because I thought that Sundays were exempt from fasting. The site I looked up said that whether or not someone fasts on Sunday is up to their individual conscience. Knowing my own lack of self-discipline, this made me more than a little itchy, so I just decided to give it up for good, with no off days, until Easter. What makes this hard is that I basically have zero accountability. I’m alone for long spans during the day, so if I were to log in, there wouldn’t be anyone to call me out. But I have to say, I have made it this far (almost a week as of the day I’m writing this section) and thanks to Hulu, it hasn’t been that difficult.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I would ask what your thoughts are on Lent. I guess I never really understood it until I became an adult, and until God sweetly and patiently started showing me the areas in my life where I was worshipping other things. I used to think that that sounded really extreme, but the devil is way more sneaky. I see what other people have, and am quick to believe that I will be more whole once I attain those things. I believe they will make me feel better, but in the end, I only feel the holy conviction that comes with realizing that Jesus is the only true life-giving thing, and that I should be craving more of him.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d share that my husband’s hard work and dedication at his new(ish) job was met with the word salary a couple weeks ago. I cannot put into words how proud I am of him. This feels a bit like coming full circle after everything that happened in October. If not full circle, then the home stretch, at least. I’ll be honest, I still don’t know what God’s plans were when C lost his job five months ago, but he has done more than enough to prove himself a faithful provider in the weeks and months since. Even though most days my mind was fraught with worry, my heart knew that we would be taken care of. The company he is working with is a very small business, but they have felt like family from day one, and they have been so gracious to make room for us. I couldn’t be more grateful.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I would gush about the latest episode of This is Us. No spoilers, but of course, I sobbed. The scene with the mailman was especially poignant, because it made me really think about how my life has the potential to impact the lives of those around me. I want to be the kind of neighbor who people can come and ask to borrow a cup of sugar from, and it makes me sad that we don’t really do that anymore. In the spirit of transparency, I don’t know a single one of our neighbors. We’re all so busy coming and going that we forget the simple truth that we belong to each other. Do you know your neighbors?

 

If we were on a coffee date, I might tell you about a conversation I had with a girlfriend recently about having children. Specifically, about the kind of children we want to raise. My ideal picture of having a family currently looks like adopting in addition to having my own children. I think I’ve always liked the idea of adopting, but over the past few years, the Lord has really laid it on my heart to open my home to children who don’t share my DNA and might not look like me. Anyway, I told my friend that I don’t care what they look like, what they wind up being good at, or who they wind up choosing to love.  All I want is to raise my babies to be kind and generous people who follow Jesus.

 

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask how your heart is. What you’re praying for, if you feel seen, how you’re growing in ways that surprise you, what you’re struggling with, and what you’re celebrating. And I’d try to be honest when I tell you about mine. We wouldn’t talk about how God doesn’t give us more than we can handle, because in my experience (and I’m guessing, yours too) God is always gently nudging me farther and farther away from my comfort zone. I wouldn’t offer any bumper sticker slogans, because they just don’t cut it. Instead, I would ask how I can pray for you, and I would pray right then and there. And I would probably cry, because when am I not crying?

 

What would you tell me on our coffee date?
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Coffee Date No. 9

If we were on a coffee date, I’d take you to Methodical Coffee in downtown Greenville. It’s where I’m writing this coffee date post from, so you know it’s legit. They have the most delicious mocha I’ve ever had, twinkle lights, and the sweetest little view. They’re currently playing Sufjan Stevens’ Carrie & Lowell and I think I may never leave.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d have to tell you that I actually met a virtual coffee date friend IRL this month! I got to sit down with Amanda from Not Your Average Coffee Bean, and it was lovely. We sat and talked for a couple of hours about life and love and family and God, and meeting her reminded me that taking chances on people is always worth it.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you about my experience with IF: Local last week. Since we’re on the subject of taking chances on people and all. Ten days ago I showed up at a church I had never been to and ate lasagna with women I had never met before and we shared our stories and sang songs on the floor and heard women bring the Word and God showed up. It was so good. I made friends that I hope to keep for as long as God will let me.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask if you’ve heard Ellie Holcomb’s latest album, Red Sea RoadThe title track has been on repeat for an entire week now, because it is just so applicable to my current season. The entire album is just phenomenal, and I couldn’t recommend it more highly.

If we were on a coffee date, perhaps I would cry when I tell you that I’m asking Jesus for a new heart. I feel like I’m starting to move forward in this grieving process, but then last week, I got an email asking if we were planning to renew our membership at the church that let my husband go last fall, and all that bitterness finds it’s way back to the surface. Also, I still feel a sense of hesitation when it comes to reaching out to new people and settling down in a new place, and I don’t want that to be the case. I want to walk into this next season with grace and openness. So I’m asking Jesus to come in and make things new.

If we were on a coffee date, I might tell you that my word for 2017 hasn’t gotten much love lately. I think I dove into rhythm in hopes that I could bypass or at least somehow mask the grieving process that we’ve had to go through after my husband lost his job. That’s not to say that I don’t totally need better rhythms in my life, because I absolutely do. And while I’m certainly not the most patient person, especially with myself, I’m learning that it is okay to take my time sometimes. And I’d ask how you’re doing with your word for 2017.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask if you feel free. Because honestly, I don’t feel free most of the time. I’ve been reading Rebekah Lyons’ new book You Are Free, and I’m trying to soak in the sweetness of a Jesus who lets me come exactly as I am — a Jesus who says that I am already free. His perfect love casts out fear. We talked about that in church yesterday, and I sat dumbfounded in the pew. What that phrase actually means in the original Greek is that the love of Jesus slams the door in fear’s face. And let me tell you, I need me some of that.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask if you have any recommendations for a hair mask. Because girl, my mane is in serious need of some TLC. I think I’m going to book an appointment with my hair stylist so that I can go back to brown and maybe get some bangs, and then I will probably never bleach my hair again.

If we were on a coffee date, I might tell you that I’m trying to take a break from social networking. But that wouldn’t really be true. Maybe I need someone to change my passwords on me, because lately, my feeds are like a nasty car accident that I can’t seem to look away from. And all this bickering is toxic for my soul and my body.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask what is filling you up these days. Is it a hobby that brings you to life, or time with a particular person or group of people? Is it quiet time alone? Do you like to get outside?

If we were on a coffee date, of course I’d ask how your heart is. I’d ask how I can be praying for you. And I’d hope that you would feel safe enough to really lay it all out on the table.

What would you share with me on our coffee date?
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Coffee dates were born and brewed at my friend Amber’s place, and
we’re keeping them alive here while she is on a blogging hiatus. 

Coffee Date No. 8

If we were on a coffee date, I’d probably be drinking an extra hot cappuccino. It snowed in South Carolina over the weekend, and the temperatures haven’t made it much above freezing over the past few days. All I want is to be warm!

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask how you rang in the new year. First, we’d probably talk about the physicality of it. Did you make it till midnight? We were with the Salmon side of the family, and C’s eight year old brother was beyond excited about seeing 12:00. As for us old folks, we made it to see the ball drop, and then, well, we dropped. Then, I might ask you how midnight felt inside your heart. Was it hopeful? Did you get any sense of closure to the wild chapter that was our 2016? Did you feel relieved, or did fear and dread bully their way in?

If we were on a coffee date, I’d have to tell you about my word for 2017 and the kindness of God. Today is January 9, and my word has already shown up in my everyday life in one exceptionally meaningful way. I’m telling you, nothing but the sweetness of Christ. I was reading (well, listening to) Steven Furtick’s book Crash the Chatterbox, and at the end, he talks about 2 Kings 13, and how Elisha tells King Joash to strike the ground with his arrows in order to gain victory over the enemy they’re about to face in battle. If you don’t know Steven Furtick, he is the incredibly passionate and charismatic pastor of Elevation Church in North Carolina. Steven brings it home by telling the reader to take up their own arrows to strike the ground before our enemies and never stop. “Pound the ground until you make a rhythm… a heartbeat,” he says. Mic drop. Point taken, God. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

If we were on a coffee date, I might tell you how heavy my heart is these days. I don’t even know how to describe the level of sensitivity I feel towards things that would normally have little effect on me. I feel lonely and frustrated by nearly everything. I can barely scroll through my social networking feeds without crying. I can’t watch awards shows on television without becoming emotional hearing the speeches. And don’t even get me started on Michelle Obama’s last public speech as FLOTUS.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask you if you had read Chip Gaines’ recent blog postYa’ll, I don’t understand why some people have nothing better to do than stir up controversy (something else I’m overly sensitive to lately). Someone recently attempted to get the Gaines’ to speak out against homosexuality. Chip’s response to them is absolutely flawless.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d excitedly tell you that my friend Erin Loechner‘s book Chasing Slow comes out tomorrow! Talk about a beautiful book. I loved every single word of it. I want Erin Loechner to be my best friend and big sister and accountability partner and home stylist, please. This woman is just such an incredible gift, and this book is her broken and mended heart on paper. You definitely need to buy a copy for yourself, your sister, your best friend, and the girl in line behind you in the grocery store.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask you a question that a pastor friend of mine asked on Facebook recently: is it possible to make a difference for Jesus while living a seemingly obscure life? I said a resounding yes. Jesus broke the ladder to come as a baby to earth, born in a town that most thought no good could ever come from. And he said crazy and outlandish things like blessed are those who mourn and the first shall be last and the last shall be first. He doesn’t measure with the same outlook as the world.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you about an amazing post by Colleen Mitchell that I read last week. 100 Things I’d Rather Hold in My Hands Than My Phone in 2017. Talk about being convicted. I was watching a documentary on minimalism on Netflix the other day and they said that the average person checks their phone over a hundred times a day. Phew. So I love that Colleen took offensive action and decided to make this list, and I have to ask, what would you rather be holding this year?

If we were on a coffee date, of course, I’d ask how your heart is doing. If its anything like mine, it is coming apart at the seams these days. And I’d try to really listen, because I feel like there’s no better way to truly honor you than by giving my full attention and carrying your story well. So go ahead, tell me about the funniest thing that happened this week or the thing that someone said that made you cry. I am all ears.

 


Coffee dates were born and brewed over at Amber’s place.
She’s currently on hiatus, but we are keeping the fires burning
right here every second Monday of the month. We’d love to meet you here.

Coffee Date No. 7

If we were going on a coffee date, I’d suggest someplace local. There are a couple of coffee shops near the university that I am just dying to try. Not that I don’t enjoy a chestnut praline latte in a cheerfully controversial cup, but there is just something so poetic about holing up where the locals go.

If we were on a coffee date, I might share that I’m playing with the idea of launching a lifestyle blog in 2017. Then, I would laugh and shake my head, because my real lifestyle consists of too much ChickfiA and Netflix. I washed the same load of laundry three times this week. I’ve never DIY’d anything in my entire life because patience is not a virtue that comes naturally to me. And I rarely use my Ulta card. So, yeah.

If we were on a coffee date, I would share this liquid eyeliner that I am absolutely over the moon for (since we’re on the subject of going to Ulta). This stuff dries down fast and seriously stays put.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d have to tell you that my friend Erin Loechner wrote a book and I was lucky enough to get a sneak peek! Reading Erin’s words, having them in my hand, feels like going to lunch with an old and dear friend. I could sit with her for hours and feel like no time has passed at all. I absolutely could not adore her more. These pages are an invitation to take a deep and healing breath.

If we were on a coffee date, I would ask how you feel about the holidays. Are you missing a loved one, pining for someone to love, battling depression or anxiety? Which of your relatives is the hardest to shop for? Do you abide by the whole want/need/wear/read structure when purchasing gifts for the kids? Is there a movie that you watch every year? How do you divide your time between your family and your spouse’s family?

If we were on a coffee date, I’d tear up when I tell you how much I love Advent. Growing up, my parents were not well versed in the church calendar, but as an adult, I’ve come to appreciate it. Advent in particular causes me to slow down and take notice. I want this awe and wonder to permeate every minute of every day.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask about what you’ve learned in 2016. I love the spiritual discipline of keeping an eye on how God is moving and keeping track of the things that he is teaching you. For me, more than anything, God has shown himself to be a faithful provider. He reminded me that more often than not, the greatest gifts come in the most unexpected packages. And he showed me the beautiful importance of leading with my limp.

If we were on a coffee date, I would ask how you do January 1. Do you make a list of resolutions? Do you outline core desired feelings? Do you choose one word to guide you through the year? I’ve tried all three, and am the self-proclaimed worst at simple goal setting. As an INFJ, I shy away from sharing my goals with others because I hate the idea of anyone seeing me come up short. I also have a love/hate relationship with accountability that makes it hard to involve others in my goal setting process. That said, according to Gretchen Rubin’s quiz on habits, I’m an obliger, which, in a nutshell, means that I am more likely to keep promises to others than I am to keep promises I make to myself. So I’m basically ruined for resolutions and goal setting. And while I do have a handful of core desired feelings that I like to keep in mind, what has worked best for me is choosing one word to meditate on for the year. I’d ask if I was rambling and you would tell me to shut up and do the work, because that’s what good friends do.

If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask how your heart is today. I saw this tweet the other day, and man, it is so true. We have the opportunity to honor one another with our fully attentive presence, and I want to be someone who does this well and without any hesitation.

 

What would you tell me if we were on a coffee date? 
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