Four Ounces of Coffee

Every now and then I get an email that changes my plans for the day.  Yep, you guessed it.  It's the email that informs me that I have a free drink waiting for me at Starbucks.  Today, just happened to be one of those days.

Since I can get any drink free of charge, my mind jumps to the more expensive side of the menu:

TRIPLE SHOT WHITE CHOCOLATE PEPPERMINT MOCHA.

Yum.

As I pull out of the drive-through today, drink in hand, and giggling to myself, I notice that the barista has made a terrible mistake.  He got everything correct, EXCEPT that he made it a grande instead of a venti.

"How dare he!  Doesn't he know that this is MY free drink!  I couldn't pay to have such terrible service!  Maybe I'll turn around, walk in, and demand that they make my absolutely free drink CORRECTLY!"

No joke, these thoughts were running through my head... until I remembered a video I saw last night that my friend Jim Blechl had sent me:

The video resolution isn't the best, but the message is clear.  These are Chinese Christians receiving their own Bibles for the first time.

Suddenly, four ounces of coffee doesn't seem that important.


I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty.  I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.
~Philippians 4:12