Fresh Coffee Conectoion.

I pulled back the freshness seal on a new caniser of coffee this morning. Scooped the coffee into the filter and let it do its thing. I took one sip of the coffee post brew and was suprosed at its beautifuly fragrent taste. YEs coffee always taste good in th morning but this cup as awesome! Then it hit me...the coffee itself was new and fresh, and that the other coffee i had been drinking although not bad, it just was a littlestale, and not as flavourful as new coffee. THen God used a cup of coffee to speak to me, and that our spiritual lives to can become a little stale. not worth throwing out, but it just lacks some of that bold beautiful taste that some have. anyay bottom line. I dont want to be stalein my walk with God, because the fresh is so much better!!!

Happy Birthday!

Another year has past since i last posted a happy birthday message to my dear Grandma Brown. This year's message is a little different. God brought her home last April. I contrast her birthday last year, her not knoing it was even her special day, longing to be there to let her know if even for that moment that i loved her. This year Grandma B is no longer sick. There is great debate i know about the recognition of people in heaven, but i like to think that she and beth, and papa, and are all having some cheese cake and a lasagna, chillin out with Christ. Before he barely sets down his fork she has wisked the plate away and is washing it in some heavenly sink. (assuming of course there is food in heaven) Beth is smiling, sitting with Jesus and he is telling the story about how he created her. Papa is carying on and all is well. I know that even if there is none of this and that as some theologians think there is no recognition of ppl in heaven, i know that she is happy. She is well, uninhibitied by the disease that took away a part of her life