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Topic: Cup - 10-25-12 Deadline (10/18/12)
- TITLE: Her Cup of Tea
By Darleen Coon
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Grandma breezed into the room, “Emma and I are going to go do some Christmas shopping, so you are in charge, Sweetie. The baby will probably sleep for another hour or so. Keep Kendra entertained, and if you need anything, call me on my cell.”
She leaned over to kiss Grandpa.
Grandpa smiled. “Just make sure you don’t spend all of my money,” he joked.
Grandma laughed, “Don’t worry Cup; you will have plenty left to buy me a spectacular gift.”
She turned and left the room.
Kendra turned questioning eyes to her Grandpa. “Why did Grandma call you Cup?”
“Well, honey that is a bit of a joke between her and me. But if you are a real good girl, I will tell you the story of why Grandma calls me Cup,” he patted her cheek.
Solemnly, she nodded in agreement.
“Alright then,” he began.
“A long time ago, my family moved to a new town. I was the new kid on the block. One of the neighbor kids invited me to go to youth group with him. Up to that point, I had never been to church, let alone youth group.”
Kendra interrupted, “I know, you met grandma at youth group, right?”
Grandpa glanced down, “You are absolutely right! Now, where was I? Oh, yes, I was introduced to the whole group by my full name, Charles Ulysses Pardoe. I don’t know why I ever divulged that piece of information to my new friend, but I did, and he thought it was funny enough to share with the group.”
“So, that is why Grandma calls you Cup? Because of your name’s initials being C-U-P?” Kendra asked.
“Now who is telling this story?” Grandpa scolded with a smile.
“As I was saying, I was not a Christian. But, when I met your Grandma, it was love at first sight, for me at least. So, I continued to go to youth group, hoping to catch her eye. I also found out that her dad was the pastor at church, so I started going to church each week.”
“One week, the youth group had a picnic out by a lake. I wanted to ask your Grandma if I could sit with her, so I went over to where she was standing with some friends.” At this point Grandpa looked pained.
“I heard her talking about me, “ he looked down at Kendra to make sure she was still listening.
“Her friend said, ‘I really think Charles likes you. I wouldn’t be surprised if he asked you out.’”
“Your Grandma laughed, ‘His initials may be C-U-P, but he is definitely NOT my Cup of tea.’”
“I was so hurt, that I turned around and never did ask to sit with her at the picnic.”
“But I was so in love that I decided to try harder to impress her. I volunteered to do a bunch of things at the church and in the community; I even gave blood during a blood drive because I heard she was handing out sandwiches to donors,” he reached up to tuck Kendra’s hair behind her ear.
“It was at this point, that going to church, Sunday school, youth group and doing all the volunteer work began to not be about impressing the girl I loved, but about doing what God wanted. “ He looked serious now.
“At one overnight retreat, it finally hit me that I needed to give my life over to God, to accept the sacrifice Jesus had made for me, and let God guide me.”
“After that night, I continued to do all of the things I always did, but now it was to glorify God, not you’re Grandma,” he smiled.
“You just gave up?” Kendra asked with disbelieve.
“I guess you could say that,” Grandpa agreed.
“But at the next year’s picnic, your Grandma came up to me and asked me to sit with her. We started dating and after college, we married, and had your momma and your Uncle Seth.”
“But I will tell you this,” Grandpa looked around as if to make sure no one was around. “The morning after our wedding, I asked your Grandma if I was now ‘her cup of tea’ and she assured me that I would always be her ‘Cup’
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