Morning Brew

Morning Brew offers a small sanctuary for my soul. As I sip my coffee and read Gladys Aylwards’ biography, thoughts of mission work amuse my mind. A bite of my scone and Dave starts playing through the coffee shop speakers. I am thankful for this blissful morning. The girl at the counter has kinky hair tied up in a head wrap. She wears funky clothes and adorns a nose ring. The color and texture of her hair indicate hours of surfing Hawaii’s shores. I plug in my earphones as some pop music spoils the mood. Thoughts of being in a far away place remind me of our trip to Colorado, my adventures in Europe, and the road trip to Seattle. In Hawaii now, but Hawaii is home. I reserve Morning Brew for special occasions; times when my heart needs revival and my soul craves creativity. I am working on my love relationship with Jesus. Exploring new ways of worship – the familiar quiet time has begun to dry my walk and God whispers that it might look different now. So I come here to rest, to read, and to write. My seat is prime for people watching. I enjoy the conversations buzzing all around me as I silently observe with music singing to my ears. I always wish I could wear funky clothes like the barista. But whenever I go shopping, I always seem to pick out the familiar solids. Today my shirt has orange splotches all over and I wear it underneath a green sweater… this is my only outfit that displays any flavor. I tried wearing a bandanna on my head the other day, but my husband looked at me a little funny and my self-consciousness got the better of me, even though he assured me it looked “fine” and I should darn well wear whatever I want. Another day I suppose… or maybe we’ll move to the North Shore where anything goes. Glance at the oh so Hawaiian paintings on the wall, a bit modern for my taste, and think about the painting class Anita told me about. Every Saturday I could sit in a class and learn to paint the palms, islands, and waves that now color my world. I’m thinking about it. For now I’m content with my coffee, laptop, and book…

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s