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I received an email today from a dear friend of mine titled Hot Chocolate. Attached to the email was a PowerPoint that melted my heart with faces of beautiful children...of course, the music by the Carpenters always makes me sentimental. As touching as the moving slide show and music was, the words moved me even more.
The story involved graduate students who went to visit an old professor. They discussed their hectic lives and career stresses. The professor went to the kitchen and grabbed a pot of hot chocolate and various different cups. Everyone selected a cup from the array provided and accepted the hot chocolate. The cups ranged from fancy, to expensive, to antique, to plastic and cheap. The professor than noted that the cups that were left over and unused were those less desirable, cheaper, not so ornate cups.
What was moving to me was that the professor in this story identified the hot chocolate as our lives and the cups as our possessions (homes, cars, etc.). His moral was that it didn't matter what cup the individual chose, the cup in itself did not change the contents...meaning, the hot chocolate was the same for everyone irregardless of its packaging. How profound!
It doesn't matter how much we have or don't have, what matters is the content of our cups. God gives all of us the same hot chocolate, we are the ones who error in thinking that the most expensive and fancy cups change the value of the drink.
My question is in the hot chocolate that is our lives, who are the marshmallows? To start, my friend who sent me this email is definitely a marshmallow. My hubs, my son, my parents, my other wonderful and priceless friends and many more significant people. My hot chocolate wouldn't be complete without my marshmallows and it's because of them, that my cup runneth over!
"Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over." - Psalm 23:5 (KJV)
The story involved graduate students who went to visit an old professor. They discussed their hectic lives and career stresses. The professor went to the kitchen and grabbed a pot of hot chocolate and various different cups. Everyone selected a cup from the array provided and accepted the hot chocolate. The cups ranged from fancy, to expensive, to antique, to plastic and cheap. The professor than noted that the cups that were left over and unused were those less desirable, cheaper, not so ornate cups.
What was moving to me was that the professor in this story identified the hot chocolate as our lives and the cups as our possessions (homes, cars, etc.). His moral was that it didn't matter what cup the individual chose, the cup in itself did not change the contents...meaning, the hot chocolate was the same for everyone irregardless of its packaging. How profound!
It doesn't matter how much we have or don't have, what matters is the content of our cups. God gives all of us the same hot chocolate, we are the ones who error in thinking that the most expensive and fancy cups change the value of the drink.
My question is in the hot chocolate that is our lives, who are the marshmallows? To start, my friend who sent me this email is definitely a marshmallow. My hubs, my son, my parents, my other wonderful and priceless friends and many more significant people. My hot chocolate wouldn't be complete without my marshmallows and it's because of them, that my cup runneth over!
"Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over." - Psalm 23:5 (KJV)
3 comments:
Especially love the hot chocolate story, and the marshmallow idea is a real thought provoker. I got some good quiet time with those thoughts. Thank you for the Bible verse of the week also, It fit in very nicely with where my thoughts for the day were already hanging out, so I added it to my study time list for tomorrow.
I received and too liked the hot chocolate email. Very touching. But, oddly none of the 18 slides displayed a child of color. I thought it might have crossed the authors mind at least once considering the title of the presentation. I can't imagine a word without all types of chocolate,...white, dark and all shades in between.
Anonymous -
Thank you for your comment. You're right about the images. I think we live in a world where many are so used to what they know that they become color blind. It's important that we remember that we're all a part of the fabric of this world and how boring the world would be to our senses if that fabric was just one color. God bless you this day and every day.
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