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Updated: Jan 22

31 Days of Practicing Faith

In October, I am free writing for five minutes a day—raw and unedited—on practicing faith in the every day. Each day is based on a different prompt from 31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes

{Day 4} - Brew There’s something of ritual in it—the moment I hit that button and the tantalizing aroma begins to fill the air as the morning coffee brews. I didn’t like the taste of coffee until after college and then I would drink it on occasion. After I worked at a coffee shop all that changed. The warmth of the mug in my hands, the creamy caramel color after the creamer mixes with the dark brew. I love all of these things. I look forward to my morning coffee but it is often poured into a travel mug as I rush out the door. School and work await. But in the afternoons there is a slower pace. Sometimes my seven year old joins me, hot tea in her hands or trying to steal a sip of my sweet coffee. The kids know not to disturb me when I say “Just a few minutes, kids. I’m having my coffee.” It’s my sacred space, my time to unplug for a few minutes. It’s a practice I have to work at even though I long for it—this slowing down. Like the caffeine that gets my brain working again, the still moments—if only as short as a five-minute coffee break—refuel my soul. I turn the steaming cup up to my lips and breathe in. And then I exhale.

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