I know my coffee cup – yes, it’s my one and only pretty much. I’ll drink from a different one, but I tend to have just this cup ready and clean for myself every morning. And I know this cup perfectly well. This is how I tend to make my morning coffee:
I use a filter, some good grade stuff, and hot water – minutes later, awesome cup of joe. I don’t even measure anymore that is how long I’ve been drinking coffee….but:
If I use a different cup, I’m totally lost.
Yes, there have been days that my cup is not there. And I make the mistake of using a different cup, one I don’t know so well. The result is usually coffee all over the counter because I’ve poured in too much water. Then I tell myself, ‘hm. this is not the cup I know.’
God knows each of us better than I know my coffee cup.
He doesn’t just know one ‘cup’ – He knows us all, inside and out, and He knows exactly how much we can handle. He never gives us too much. I was reminded of this as I poured my coffee this morning, and I thought about a verse that kept coming back to me all week: