Do you ever fantasize of having coffee or tea with someone that impacted you in a tremendous way? Perhaps its reality is prevented by distance, fame, or fate. I have two such fantasies! It all began with a dream to share tea time with one of my favorite pastors, Charles Stanley. I imagine him as my wise grandfather, seated across the coffee (or tea!) table sharing a cup of our favorite brew. There, he teaches me how to gracefully navigate my way through life’s circumstances. Since the lessons he preaches are rooted in the teachings of Jesus, my ultimate fantasy is to have tea with Jesus!
Tea with Jesus—It would be the most magnificent of magnificent mornings . . .
and I begin to dream . . . .
Rising before dawn, I shuffle to the kitchen, give my kettle its breakfast drink and put it to the heat. The sweet smell of Jasmine and pungent white tea leaves wake my senses. My favorite platter hosts a honey pot, sugar cubes, lemon wedges, creamer . . . anything He may fancy! I place the tea ensemble on a table between two chairs. Dawn casts a dim glow through the windows where we can watch the birds feed. The trickling waterfall invites them to bathe and drink. I am ready for my guest.
Many years ago He knocked upon the door of my heart. Although the chair next to me remains empty, I know He is with me. He guides me and loves me. However, sometimes He is a little quieter than I like. On those mornings, I long for the physical presence of the God and man I love so much . . . to see the morning light resting on His beard and glimmer in His all-knowing eyes; to feel the sweet touch of His comforting hand; to hear the words He would speak to me. His Words have the power to transform a life in any condition to be awesomely changed, much like tea leaves transform plain ol’ hot water—infused, it becomes something interesting, pleasing, and desirable.
I open my Bible, and there He is. Faithfully, He meets me.
You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. ~Jeremiah 29:13