A homeless man sat by the door of the coffee shop. He graciously refused more gifts of coffee from exiting patrons. I marveled at how astute he had been; then, I remembered one of my favorite inspirational stories and I silently remarked: Even this homeless man appreciates that he had had enough coffee. This is …
THE SOLID ROCK (Other ground is sinking sand)
View from my coffee cup
I arrived in Seattle three days ago. I was thirsty from not having a "decent" cup of coffee in two days. I scooted to a nearby coffee shop, rewarded myself with a large latte and, reflected on conversations I had had during my flight. I considered the jet lag I most certainly would experience as …
