Today is national coffee day. Every day is national coffee day in my heart, but I guess today is the official one. Last night at Albertsons, I took advantage of a special they had. If you bought either Starbucks or Maxwell’s coffee, you got a free box of cereal, and it was $6.99. Which was awesome because the coffee by itself was like $10. It was a discount and a free gift, and now I have a lot of coffee and a big box of Cheerios.
California is good. I found a church that I really love – Faith Community Church. The pastor, Jim Reeve, is really funny and genuine and great. This past Sunday, the church partnered up with four other churches in the Los Angeles area and had a worship night focused on rebuilding one church in Haiti. It was awesome. There was a mass choir, and in the end they all sang “He’s got the whole world in his hands” over and over, and they pulled out Haitian flags.
This past week’s sermon at Faith was by a guest speaker, Earl McClellan, who was amazing. I’ve cried during a sermon 3 times in my life; once was Matt Hannan’s sermon about suffering, another was Bart Tarman’s talking about what it means to be a disciple of Jesus and to get his mud splattered all over us, and then this past time was Pastor Earl’s talk about God being our Father. He shared this story –
There was a little girl named Sarah, and her elementary school had a father-daughter dance. Even though she didn’t have a father, she got all dressed up and went to the school. She stood outside and peered in the window, watching the fathers and the daughters dancing together, unable to go in.
Pastor Earl talked about how there are Christians like that – all dressed up, in church, presentable, but unable to go in and experience the intimacy of a father-daughter dance. Maybe it’s because of sin they think makes them unworthy or a lack of true belief or whatever it may be. But Jesus came and conquered everything so that every single person has the opportunity to walk into that father-daughter dance and dance with their Father.
and then – oh man – then he suggested that perhaps Satan attacks earthly fathers, that he allows people to experience such a poor experience of what a father is, because that screws up our ability to see what our heavenly Father is like, the one Jesus wanted us to know so badly he died to create a way for us.
It hit me in just the right place.
Once I post this, I will continue reading Donald Miller’s Searching for God Knows What (while devouring what’s left of this pot of coffee) and then run some errands. Today will be a good day. After all, it IS National Coffee Day!