Today would be the perfect day to be having coffee together, in our comfiest clothes, curled up on the couch with oversized throws on our laps and a holiday candle burning. It has been snowing in Boise for the past 24 hours, and the roads here are treacherous. Its below freezing so the snow just kind of turns into ice on the roads, and then more snow covers it and its just a big mess out there. Thankfully, I am working from home today and can avoid driving all together.
If we were having coffee today, I might be drinking tea. Ever since I came down with a bug and have been sick, the thought of coffee kind of makes me stomach churn. I am finally starting to feel a little bit better, but I haven't been brave enough to give coffee a try again yet. The thought of a Peppermint Mocha in a red cup from Starbucks is quite tempting though and with the weather the way it is, today might be the day.
If we were having coffee, I would confess to you that starting a new job has been wonderfully hard. I am so thankful for my new job and am excited about all the new things I am learning, but change is not something that comes easily to me. I am a creature of habit, of routine and I don't really like unknowns. So learning a whole new industry of work ,getting to know my new coworkers and boss, and figuring out the workplace norms and culture is challenging. I miss my coworkers who knew how I took my coffee and who knew who I was outside of the office. I also miss working in the same building as my husband. I would tell you that I am happy about my new job, but the adjustment period is just that-an adjustment. And every day I feel a little more at home there.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that over the past few weeks, I have seen my husband in a whole new light. He is one of the hardest working individuals I know and he relentlessly serves me and loves me, even in my darkest, grumpiest, and irritating moments. I have them, trust me. He makes me want to love not only him, but others better and continually shows me what it looks like to love sacrificially.
If we were having coffee, I'd share with you the way my heart has been breaking for children in foster care, or children who are headed that way. With a job in the law enforcement industry, I have seen and heard stories about broken families that absolutely wreck me. I can't share these stories because of privacy requirements, but I've been praying for all the little babes who don't feel safe or secure in their homes, who feel unloved or unwanted, who don't have beds to sleep in or warm coats for this winter. I am still working through what part God wants me to play in all of this because I know when He places something that weighs so heavily on our heart, our response should be more than prayer but also action in obedience. I am working through it now, and while it is absolutely heartbreaking it also gives me hope to know that I can make a small difference in a child's life.
Thanks for bearing with me on a couple of "heavier" topics that are on my heart this week, friends. I always feel a little lighter after releasing these things onto