SOCIAL MEDIA

Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Coffee Date Vol. 1

If we were on a coffee date...


If we were on a coffee date...

We'd meet somewhere in Old Towne Orange where we could people watch as we talked.
If we were on a coffee date...

I'd express feeling like a failure because my morning routine has basically become nonexistent in the midst of taking care of sick kiddos. I keep hearing society tell me to "hustle" and that there is no space for excuses. But then I think of grace and that God rested. Rest is good. My kids need me in the middle of the night so I need to sleep a bit more in the morning. That thought process sits well with my soul.

If we were on a coffee date...

I'd order an extra shot of espresso on the side of my unsweetened iced coffee with a splash of coconut milk, because of the sick kiddos, of course. I'd immediately regret the espresso shot. My body doesn't handle intense caffeine like it used to. Shoot, I used to live on coffee. Water? What's water?

If we were on a coffee date...

I'd be honest and tell you I love my job but I'm just not feeling it right now. Maybe it's the end-of-the-year blues or senioritis or both. Teaching high school is like living in a constant mood swing. One day I need that extra shot and one day the straight humor of the kids keeps me going.

If we were on a coffee date...

I'd tell you that my kids are way more excited about donuts than they are about Jesus. That I found a coffee mug full of mold in my bathroom this week. That my husband is all about urban gardening right now, which I'm stoked about because it overwhelms me. That giving up sugar is harder than my uncle's head.

If we were on a coffee date...

I'd share with you that I'm trying to figure out how to share my experience and journey with child sexual abuse because I 100% believe it's important to share our victories. More accurately, the victories that are possible because of Christ. I'd ask you your opinion on the matter.

If we were on a coffee date...

I'd ask you how your heart is. Like how it really is. And I'd listen while you told me about your fears and anxieties and excitements. Selfishly, I'd feel better at the end. Sharing stories makes this world a less lonely place. I'd thank you for your vulnerability with a hug and maybe tears. I'd have every intention of sending you a follow-up text about how amazing our time together was and how we need to do it again, but I probably would never send it, because I'm notorious for that.

If we were on a coffee date, what would you want to talk about?

6 comments :

  1. I'm sorry to hear you've been dealing with sick kids. That's no fun, but 'tis the season. Wow! Teaching high school must be challenging. I can remember some of the kids I was in school with and... bless those teachers' hearts! It is difficult not to be excited about donuts. And friend, I've found a moldy mug or two in my home and I don't even have kids to serve as a distraction. You're doing okay! I'm so happy you were able to join the coffee date this month, Lindsey! Hope to see you again next month! <3

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    1. Lecy, thank you for your honesty about moldy mugs...moldy mug households unite??? Haha. Just kidding.

      High schoolers are challenging but I do believe it's exactly where God wants me right now.

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  2. Lovely to meet you, Lindsey! I hope your kids are feeling better soon, that makes things so hard. It’s okay in these moments for our usual daily routines to fall by the wayside. Amen to God’s grace and the importance of rest!

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  3. Hey Lindsey, I just came back from vacation to a moody cup. So it does happen to all of us. I am also done with hustling in the morning. It just sets the entire day to a wrong mood. Who has time for that. So take it easy when you can and enjoy the quite moments

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  4. It is refreshing to hear that someone else is done with hustling...I think we're doing a lot of harm with the push to just hustle to improve our lives. It doesn't improve my life.

    Thanks for joining the moldy mug club!

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