The Priceless coffee pot.

It’s a little aluminum drip style coffee maker, with a capacity of four cups. It would probably sell for a small price at an antique market. The story of this little coffee pot goes far beyond its simple function to brew coffee. It is an everyday example of the scripture in Romans 8:25 “But if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.”

A young girl visited an older woman and shared her fears. The girl was expecting a child. The older woman removed this little coffee pot from the cupboard, made a pot of coffee, placed a couple coffee mugs on the table, poured them each half a cup and listened. As the visit neared it close the older woman reached over, placed her hand over the girl’s hand and said, “It will be okay.”

Over the years, their visits continued and they shared many cups of coffee from that little pot. They young woman listened as the older woman occasionally shared pieces of her own story, about difficult times in her life when God’s promise of hope sustained her. Through her own loss of several babies before they their time had come, through times of financial struggles, the loss of an eleven-year-old son to leukemia, the days of anguish after sending three sons off to the war. She didn’t preach or quote scripture, she shared her own experience of living in hope, hope that sustains, hope that endures when the world seems to be in chaos and the fears of others are echoed everywhere. Each visit ended with the older woman offering the same gesture of assurance. “It will be okay.”

One day after a visit, the older woman washed out the coffee pot dried it and handed it to the younger woman. “I want you to have this, it was my mother’s, she never had much but she enjoyed this coffee pot.”

Did she mean she and her mother had shared heartaches and concerns? Had her own mother told her “It will be okay.”

What is the value placed on the gift of hope, through the simple comfort and assurance of a touch.

My little coffee pot has a value beyond priceless, it has the memory of gifted hope to a young frightened girl who so appreciated the kindness of an older woman. When I pour a cup of coffee from this little pot, I remember the touch of her hand on mine and the assurance of her words, “It will be okay.”

Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are called according to his purpose.”

“It will be okay, because God is in control.”
May your day land Jelly-side Up!
Nelle