I collect coffee cups. Specifically, I collect coffee cups from Starbucks. Not just any coffee cup from Starbucks but the ones you have to travel to acquire or at least KNOW someone who travels and remembers you when you are not present with them.
Recently, I received another cup for my collection. While I was buried under 3 feet of snow, my parents were cruising. …and thinking of me. It will go well with my decor of nautical cottage stuff, don’t you think?
I started collecting coffee cups because I wanted to collect something from my travels but it had to be something useful not just something to collect dust on a shelf. I do collect other coffee cups that are not from Starbucks, they all have sentimental meaning.
Maybe in another post I will share them with you but for now… this is my blessing unwrapped for the day. It is not the cup, it is the blessing of knowing I am loved unconditionally by my parents and that is how my heavenly Father loves me too, even when I don’t feel very lovable. But God loves me anyway, and the kind of love that God loves with is not an emotion …it is an action verb.
Linking up today for Emily’s Tuesdays Unwrapped over at Chatting at the Sky.
