Emergent Kiwi’s musings on coffee, newspapers and Sunday church reminded me of this prayer that I’ve had pinned up beside my desk on-and-off for the last few years. It’s by Richard Foster but I saw it in the book The Art of Prayer: A Pathway to Spiritual Growth by Meryl Doney.
Somehow, Jesus, I like praying with a cup of coffee in my hands. I guess the warmth of the cup settles me and speaks of the warmth of your love. I hold the cup against my cheek and listen, hushed and still. I blow on the coffee and drink. Spirit of God, blow across my little life and let me drink in your great life.