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Plot Twists and Spider Web Coffee

There is a reason for every season of the heart. Half in light and half in dark is where we start. Half in light and half in dark is where we are. We are one beating heart. ~ The Midnight

It was just an ordinary Thursday morning at the office. After adding water to the coffee maker, I sat down at my desk ready to seize the day. As people started trickling in to enjoy the morning’s fresh brew, one of my coworkers brought the coffee pot over to me and indicated I should look inside. There I saw a sight I will never forget: a spider…had spun a web…across the opening…of the coffee pot. I was horrified. How had I not noticed that? Was it possible that after I walked away, the itsy bitsy spider crawled up the coffee pot as fast as his little legs could carry him, and spun his web while the coffee was drizzling down into the pot? Also…how was itsy bitsy not scorched from the hot coffee?! No arachnid super powers were transferred to anyone at the office that morning, but needless to say I will be checking for spiders and webs before making another pot of coffee for the rest of my life...

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The Colors of Hope

“Milk and honey ’til we get our fill, I’ll keep chasing it, I always will. Sooner or later, I swear we’ll make it there. Sooner than later, sooner or later.” ~ Mat Kearney

It was the season of no flowers. The earth had drunk no rain during that sweet summer, and what normally would have been a magnificent garden of beautiful blooms was thirsty, faded foliage. There were no azaleas to be seen. Instead, a gorgeously green, weeping willow tree set the scene for a momentous photo shoot.

There they were on that day of black and white happiness: just kids, seeing the world through those green, untested eyes. They smiled and jumped high into the air, returning to earth about a half second later. That snapshot, captured between jump and land, represented the dreams that were taking flight in their minds. Like Gatsby seeing the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock, those kids were reaching for hope…

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