It seems like such a minor thing, but it's not. COFFEE.
I'm a coffee drinker. My second office is Caribou. I like the taste all day long (good thing I'm decaf only). But it is not just the taste, it's what coffee does for the conversation. You can sit down with a cup of coffee and there is something very intimate about the space and the smell and the converation. You can hand a 300 pound guy a cup of coffee and he can hang out in a crowd, hiding behind a cup of stryofoam as he meets new people. With a cup of coffee in hand, you aren't self conscience of what to do with your hands in a group. It gives you permission to linger longer and talk more.
The coffee at CLC has been bad. The swill we drink out of those R2D2 urns is little more than warmed up dirty water. And we put it at the end of a hallway, the furthest away from the traffic flow. You've got to really like bad coffee to get a cup.
So I asked Pastor Chris for a good cup of coffee on Sunday mornings.
On Sundays, we now have good coffee, prepared fresh. It is Fair Trade Coffee from Julia's Coffee Shop, part of the Restore. We have decanters that dispense it better and keep the flavor. And, we have it in a better location (next to the Adult Library). There will come a day in the new building in which we will have this large, spacious, two-story Commons area to enjoy a cup of coffee, but for now, this is the best location.
So come. Have a cup. Linger a bit longer. Strike up a conversation. Taste and see that the Lord is good!
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ReplyDeleteThank you, thank you, thank you. May seem like e small thing to some, but a good cup of coffee goes a long way on a clod dreary day like today.
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