Brew, A Prayer {Day 4 :: BREW}

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Brew me love, God in our favorite spot. On the leather couch that makes me sweat in summer and brings a chilly thrill to my bare legs in winter.

Brew me love because steamy warmth is what a soul who has cloistered herself away from being undone needs.

She needs steam and dark-roasted scent in a thick, hefty mug,

So she can wrap her hands around it on these October 6 A.M.’s and know everything’s gonna be O.K.

Even if a child thuds and the world is a clattering of dirty cups, a cacophony of crying (not her own, hopefully),

She needs to know you ground up her espresso roast, slightly overdone and scalding to the lips.

Brew me, love, God, every morning, and as I sip, tell me again through the blue sky window and the wind whipping leaves that the view we share is filling me up to my fingertips forever, never cooling.

This post is Day 4 of 31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes 2016

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October 3, 2016
  • I love the intimacy of your relationship with our Father, which comes through in this post. Thanks.

  • Nicely written. Interesting as always to see what people do with the same word. 🙂

    stopping in from the Write 31 day challenge. I’m number 22 on the list.

  • Oh wow, every line paints the perfect picture. Love this Christina!

  • Love this, Christina! I could quote the same lines as a few others, but really, the whole thing was just beautiful. Thanks for this!

  • Oh so lovely, yes! My heart responds! Simply yes! “Brew me, love, God, every morning, and as I sip, tell me again through the blue sky window and the wind whipping leaves that the view we share is filling me up to my fingertips forever, never cooling.”

  • Beautiful words, Christina! 🙂

  • Love is a dark roast, steaming cup of coffee- that’s for sure! I love how you capture God in the little, beautiful things- so profound!

  • Tara

    THIS: “Brew me, love, God, every morning, and as I sip, tell me again through the blue sky window and the wind whipping leaves that the view we share is filling me up to my fingertips forever, never cooling.” I want God to always brew me love too!