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The first whiffs of coffee this early morning stir my senses to the truth that a new day is about to begin. I am drawn out of my warm cocoon by the brew and make my way downstairs.
Warm mug in hand, I head to the office and wake my computer to see what is new in the world. Images that both delight and trouble me from the news sites appear. I hear a knock.
“Yes, I’ll be right there.” I say.
I continue scanning important information that could enhance my business. It won’t take me long to read this article. It’s unbelievable the lawsuits going on in the country. I wonder who died yesterday. It’s important to keep up to date on the people I know in case they need help in some way.
Tap, tap.
“Just a moment!” I call.
Looks like I need a refill of the French Roast. I love the hot, bold flavor this crisp morning. Sam, my golden, keeps my feet toasty by laying on them. I glance outside to the snow softly falling, sometimes intercepted by a breeze, which carries it further before landing. This is cozy.
I think I just heard, “Hello.”
I don’t want to break from this serenity. My needs are all being met. Can’t people just leave me alone?
I really need to get this story done. Perhaps people will be encouraged to accept Christ by reading this article I am writing. This is important!
I turn in my computer chair and see a large shadow cast on the wall of a cross from the light coming through the windowpanes. My heart stops at the stark image. I forgot my friend at the door. My friend gave everything just so we could meet each day and enjoy each other’s company. He took the lashes of the whip, the nails in the hands and feet, and sword in His side, that I might commune with Him. How rich our gatherings have been. My selfish apathy hangs over me like a stench. This is a feeling I have felt before, but apparently haven’t learned from yet.
As my friend enters, I find it hard to look at Him for tears sting my eyes in shame. He rests His hand on my shoulder to assure me that He hasn’t left. I turn the page and see that He still loves me and forgives me. Together, we begin again.
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