Empty Cup Sadness

Yesterday, after a most lovely paddleboarding adventure on the lake, I stopped at McDonalds. I was feeling a tad bit droopy after all that strenuous paddling and wanted a little pick-me-up. So, I wheeled into Micky D’s and ordered a caramel frappe. Man-oh-daisy! It hit the spot and perked me right up. I felt intense sadness when it was gone and since I was by myself, I did numerous loud slurps of the straw to get every last drop.

Now it is Sunday afternoon. I am sitting on the front porch, and it is a most beautiful afternoon. I have been wishing that someone would drop in with a caramel frappe and walk the creek with me.

I have been down to the creek once. It was a most lovely experience. The sun is like warm golden honey, pouring down all liquid and golden-y. The merry little breezes are dancing about, teasing my nicely combed hair into wild disarray. Creek water cold on my feet, sun hot on my back, it feels truly glorious.

Stetson (my dog) leaped into the water, swimming around looking for fish. He has such optimism that he will catch one someday. I get secondhand happiness watching him. You know what I mean? When you watch someone having fun, just being happy and loving life, it makes you happy too. He lives in the moment, and every moment is like “OH WOW THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER!”

Church this morning was so lovely. It felt like home. Inspiring. We sang “Master the Tempest is Raging” with feeling; softly into the chorus and then the glorious, triumphant crescendo, and I felt like I was in the boat with the disciples and Jesus, out on the sea of Galilee, watching the sea become quiet and still. (Do you always think of the picture in “My Bible Friends,” the story about Jesus calming the storm, when you sing that song? I do.)

Little tendrils of thought wove themselves into the corners of my mind as I listened to the sermon; like honeysuckle creeping up on a fence in the Spring. That is how God works in my soul. He brings quiet thoughts, peaceful and still. I am always amazed at how all of life becomes quiet when I am still before God. Beautiful stillness.

One of my most favorite friends, (who is the queen of thrifting) gave me a Life Application Study Bible that she found at the Goodwill. I have been wanting one for a long time and it totally made my week! I have been poring over it and am absolutely loving it.

Well, it looks like no one is going to bring me a caramel frappe. So, like the Little Red Hen, I am going to hop into my Honda and toodle to Micky D’s to get one myself.

This time I shall drink it o-h s-o s-l-o-w-l-y so as to delay the horrible empty cup sadness as long as possible.

“People who wonder if the glass is half empty or half full miss the point. The glass is refillable.” -Simon Sinek