Say no to cold coffee...

I'm not talking about the intentional iced kind.   

I'm talking about the one that you poured at 5:30 AM this morning, that you didn't get back to until 7 AM because one of the kids got up as you were sitting at your computer trying to get a word down.

I'm talking about the ones left in the microwave, on top of your fireplace mantle, the kid's bookshelf in their room.  The one in the playroom on the Lego table.  The two in your closet and the one left in your car.

Years ago, an older friend gave me advice.  She said, "Don't eat after your children. Sit down for your own meal."  It left me conflicted; I mean, isn't that part of the honor of being a mom?  For a near decade, I had happily done nothing other than grab half-eaten PB&J crusts and handfuls of cold fries to ensure everyone got out the door on time.     

You get the idea.   

I suppose the cold coffee speaks to that. The way that we as women work, putting others first, big and small, our endless tasks and jobs above one simple cup.  

So, my challenge for you today is simple:

Begin each day with something you would love to read: a devotional, a new blog you have been meaning to follow, or a book you have been meaning to start. 

And next to you...

I challenge you to have a freshly made cup of hot coffee made just the way you like.