On, in, and Around Mondays: When the Gift Knows What You Need
Every morning I would make tea, in an individual teapot.
Every morning, my older daughter would come by surreptitiously and steal-away with some of the tea.
"Hey, did you take my tea?" I'd say, and laugh, when I'd gone back for more tea and found my teapot wanting.
Then I received a casual teapot for Christmas. Full-sized and cheery, it sat on the counter. Until one day it occurred to me... why, yes, I could make a whole pot of tea every morning, couldn't I.
So I started to do that, and it quickly became a new ritual. And even my younger daughter now has tea every morning.
I started thinking about this phenomenon the other day—how the addition of something we didn't know we wanted or needed can change our lives in the most delightful ways. For my younger daughter, it has been not so much the teapot as her new journal. Every day, she makes clothing designs in it. This has become her new ritual.
I am not sure we can make these things happen. It's as if the gift has to arrive, for the unperceived need to become apparent.
As for me, I accept the serendipity. Especially if it comes with tea.
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Labels: family stories, On in and Around Mondays
posted by L.L. Barkat at 8:36 AM
14 Comments:
If only I were a tea drinker. :-) This is a beautiful story of unexpected pleasure.
I feel I'm on the verge of receiving a new gift that I wasn't expecting or looking for (even though in the moment it is wrapped in pain). God is good.
his provision, if i wait on it, is perfect and pure. love this teapot post.
I've heard told
serendipity
tastes
a bit
like
peppermint.
Blessings.
Oops! I didn't intend to post my link twice. Sorry about that!
I love your story about the tea. Hot beverages are a big thing in my family as well.
The only thing I like better than sitting down for a few moments of solitude with a hot beverage is sitting down with a loved one to share a hot beverage.
Thanks for sharing!
Haven't you learned, dear friend, serendipity always comes with tea. It's a law of the universe. First, tea. Then, serendipity.
Oh, how I love tea. . .and journals. . .and your story! AND those unexpected gifts :)
Praise God that He knows exactly what we need, before we even ask Him!
God bless,
Laurie
I love what this says about rituals and how they begin: surprisingly and with little forethought. And yet they transform us, don't they?
There is nothing quite as comforting as a cup of tea.
I love this thought Laura. I imagine the Father dropping little unexpected blessings - nudging us along a path He designed long before we drew one breath.
serendipitea...it's a new blend
How good our God is to us! He sends unexpected blessings and delights in turning simple acts into treasures. But of course we have to have our eyes open enough to notice the many blessings, and that our lives receive and pour forth treasures! How we need to always be looking at him!
The Lord bless your day, and your family, and everything from the simple rituals to the mysteriously intricate person and actions and thoughts that represent the complete Laura.
I've posted my link.
love it...how the gift must come for us to realize there was a need...it is so empowering and brings so much contentment to not need so much...just take the gifts as they come...i also love my different types of tea as well...and you inspire me to just be still and taste.
blessings,
~Nacole
Celebrating with you those unexpected gifts and the birth of new rituals :)
Oh, I love this! my oldest daughter has edged into my rituals (usually coffee) and made them her own -- so we learned to share. I love that small a-ha moment where you realized the bigger tea-pot provided the means to giving to both of you - so much like Jesus and the grace that comes through his death and the end of filling the letter of the law. There is always enough grace -- like the widow's oil! Bless you!
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