I cried because my coffee was good….what is college doing to me???

The sound of my keurig brewing my Vanilla Biscotti coffee was music to my ears. It was a Monday afternoon which meant two things: One, I was depressed that the weekend was over and Two, I have a three hour class at night on Mondays. I was cranky and tired and I didn’t have time for my afternoon “pick-me-up” nap, so I opted for that heavenly, silky, smooth, warm, brown liquid that carried the drug of survival for all college kids. Caffeine. I quickly put the to-go top on my coffee mug, threw my Psych book and notebook in my backpack and ran out the door. It was bright and sun-shiny out. Ya know, that blue sky, not a cloud in sight kind of weather. I had my headphones in because without fail music always will make me happy. One of my favorite Matt Redman songs came on shuffle. It put a little bounce in my step and I hit the volume. Humming as I walked, “Bless the Lord, Oh my soul, oh my soul, worship his holy name, sing like never before, oh my soul, I’ll worship your holy name…” The words just melted away my grumpiness and I decided that I’d talk to God while I walked. As I was talking (okay….so maybe I was yelling at him….) to God suddenly the words of the song penetrated through my tirade and I stopped short in the middle of the sidewalk. “You’re rich in love, and You’re slow to anger
Your name is great, and Your heart is kind For all Your goodness I will keep on singing Ten thousand reasons for my heart to find.” The part that really hit me was 10,000 reasons for my heart to find. Here I was walking to my psychology class yelling at God for letting someone think a three hour class was a brilliant idea, and in that moment I couldn’t find one reason for my heart to sing, never mind 10,000….I looked at the time and realized that I had to get to class, so I started walking again, walking and pondering. I absentmindedly sipped my coffee and noted that it tasted particularly good this afternoon. Then, for God knows what reason, I got chocked up over a cup of coffee. I mean I literally got teary-eyed over how good my coffee was. Talk about over-tired and emotional. Then a lightbulb went off, and I stopped again in the middle of the sidewalk and thanked God for my delicious cup of coffee. 10,000 is a huge number and that is a lot of reasons that my heart has to find. I figured, if I only thanked God for the big things, the obvious miracles, I might not even get 10 reasons, but if I added in the small things too I would get a little closer to the goal of 10,000+ reasons for my heart to sing. So as I walked to class, I thanked God for the coffee, for headphones so that I could have mini worship sessions on my way to class. I thanked him for music, for iPhones, for perfect weather, for every little thing that popped my head. I was pretty much on cloud 9 by the time I got to class. That 50 minute class flew by and I was out the door off to lunch. I had three hours off before the dreaded three hour class of doom. (Actually it was my Evangelism class, it’s not even that bad, I’m just melodramatic with a touch of ADD so three hours is pretty much hell on earth) Three hours flew by and I still hadn’t had my nap so my sails were dragging…I was exhausted and I couldn’t wait to fall into bed under my covers and drift off into blissful sleep. I dragged my butt out the door and shuffled my feet to my last class of the day. I walked out the door and I could feel the crisp coolness of the air, someone was burning brush nearby so it even smelled like fall. Remembering my earlier methods of thinking I thanked God for fall and the changing of scenery and seasons. again, coffee cup in hand, I found myself in a remarkably better mood. It really is amazing what being thankful has done for my attitude versus complaining about everything. So even tonight, as I crawl into bed, I started thinking about all the things about tomorrow that I’ll hate. I stopped myself and thanked God that I had a bed to crawl into, I thanked him for my awesome roommates, I thanked him for creating sleep so that I can escape from the stresses of the day. God knows what he’s doing, He always does.