I don’t’ complain, I’m not a complainer.
Here’s My Complaint
Yesterday morning I awakened to cooler temperatures. It was wonderful. Okay, that’s not the complaint.
I headed to the office and decided to listen to Christmas music. I know, it’s not even Thanksgiving. I didn’t care. It was a lovely fall morning and I was in a Christmas mood.
I thought, “Hey it’s the holidays, what I need is a nice Holiday Coffee.” So, I stopped at a well-known coffee house, used their drive thru, and ordered a medium sized Holiday Spiced Latte. Yep. Then drove up to the window to pay for it. Now here is the complaint.
With tax, it was $5.32
When she told me, I nearly wigged out. I felt the pull to keep on driving. But I didn’t, I kept my place at the window, dug out five dollars and change, and paid for it.
Was It Good?
It was extraordinarily good. It was spiced, and foamy, and smooth and rich. And it came in a festive holiday cup! The cup made it special.
It was my first $5.00 coffee. Then I wondered if they sold coffee drinks costing even more than $5.00? Yes? The more expensive ones probably come in an even nicer cup, with elves or something.
Now Jesus-Luke 21:2-4
“He also saw a poor widow put in two very small copper coins. ‘I tell you the truth,’ he said, ‘this poor widow has put in more than all the others. All these people gave their gifts out of their wealth; but she out of her poverty put in all she had to live on.’”
I didn’t feel guilty for spending $5.00 on a coffee, but it was a little unnecessary, perhaps a bit wasteful. But I still bought it and I really enjoyed it!
No doubt, Jesus is still watching and noticing the givers. What does he see when he sees me giving? Anyway, I bet that poor widow was holding a spiced latte when she gave her two small copper coins. Maybe?
$5.00 for coffee is outrageous, self indulgent, and terrible, but it’s really good!
O well, Happy Holidays to all my rich friends!