Let me assure you, I am not jumping on the bandwagon. Ever since I can remember I loved coffee. In the early 1970’s my family would travel to the east coast for vacation and all my mom had to drink on those long car rides was coffee; she had the dark, rich, nectar hidden in her beat-up green thermos. It all started when I said, “Mom, I am thirsty.” My dear mother recognizing my desperate need grabbed her thermos and slowly poured out this mysterious brown steaming liquid as we drove down the Ohio Turnpike into Pennsylvania, “Here Chris, try this!!” That’s where my love began…a dark, hot roast of java, cradled in a thick mug, any time of day! So it is easy to see how tragic it is when I stumble upon an abandoned cup of coffee: spilled, mug broken in pieces, and the warming heat has faded into the lonely dark night. It breaks my heart. I mean, just look at that first picture: I am not angry at the coffee, I am saddened. It was meant for so much more, to cheer a heart, bring a smile, inspire a pastor as he sits to write his brilliant blog post. My immediate reaction is to want to fix that cup of coffee, in fact, I want to fix every broken cup. Make it brand new, clean it up, remold it so it can once again contain a delicious blend of Brazilian or Colombian dark roast. You see, the poor cup on its own can’t fix itself; my heart runs to repair. So after the glue is set in place, or I reach high to the top shelf and find a new mug, my soul begins to sing a new song, “Coffee, coffee, brewing bold. Darker, richer than the brews of old. Smell the bean, hear the drip, Coffee is coming home.” But a mug and a song are not enough. If all you have is a clean cup, you aren’t even half-way there. Sadly, wanna be coffee drinkers think having clean new mugs on display will impress others. They put them up on their shelf, arrange them in proper order, assuming the whole time that is good enough! But it is not, a cup is made to hold liquid not just look good. You might as well leave the cup smashed if the wonderful liquid is never poured. I would even consider using a crusty old cup if it could still hold coffee. Here is what I do once I have a clean cup: I find the best blend of bean, measure the right amount, prepare it in the coffee machine, pour in water and wait. Delight is when you see the new brew come pouring out to fill your cup. Now, my friends, drink! For that is what it is all about!Paul the apostle likes a full coffee cup too, not just a clean cup. Listen to Romans 4:25, “He was delivered over to death for our sins (He repaired the broken cup and made it new), and was raised to life for our justification (a completely filled cup).” Or this in 2 Corinthians 5:21, “God made him who had no sin to be sin for us so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. (God’s life has been fully put in me!)“