Grandaddy's Coffee A Picture of patience

I wasn't around when my grandaddy was alive, but oh the stories I've heard about him. A Godly man first and foremost, and a hard working family man on top of that. Back in those days, God and family were very important; church was a must, work was more than necessary, and having the kids to help with that work was a blessing. From my experience in today's world of easy living, patience is a characteristic that is rare indeed. Nothing happens fast enough for us; if there is an easier way, we will take it whether it's as effective as the old ways or not, and we are always in a hurry. It seems as if we are always hurrying to finish one thing just so we can start something else, sometimes never finishing any of it. It's a world of hustling and bustling wherein we can barely even tolerate someone stopping by for a visit. All we can think about is them leaving so we can finish doing our important "stuff". However, I remember a day when times were different; a time when it was politically correct to show up at someone's home unannounced. They were glad to see you and were willing to put aside whatever mundane task they were in the middle of to "set a spell" with an agreeable smile and a friendly face. I also remember countless Sunday nights after church at Granny's house where the leftovers from dinner were heated and consumed; the conversation was meant for adults and the youngin's were sent outside to play in the lane. Such happy memories I have of hearing momma laugh at uncle John's shenanigans, and hearing uncle Booger whoop in excitement about a new gospel song he had heard. Uncle Walter was always good for some piece of knowledge that was amazing to discover; I remember thinking that he must know more than anybody in the world! Jake and I were inseparable, he was the best friend I've ever had, right up to this very day, hands down. How could i not love a guy that was willing to share his daddy with me for all of our younger years?

Cow Pasture Photo Shoot

None of my family was rich by any means, and I watched the grown folks in my family handle some hard times in life that would break most people today. Whether it was the "normal" hardships of life, sickness, or even death, they seemed to maintain an attitude of acceptance about them that made those things seem par for the course. I never worried about eating, having somewhere to sleep, being clothed, or being loved, because they handled all of those things. Cars with the hoods open on any given day of the week was a part of life; a chain hoist hung from a tree and a good jack were two things that most people had in their yards because pullin' a motor and changing tires were as common as driving somewhere. If you couldn't fix something yourself, chances were that you had a cousin, uncle, or neighbor that could and would without there being the slightest hint of them seeming to be bothered by it.

"Some" smiling faces

I know, I know, times are different now, but what they had then is something we need more of now. Patience. Patience was the trick to life that adversity had taught them. They knew that things could always get worse, and they usually did. They didn't feel entitled to anything other than what they worked for or owned, and they knew even that was the Lord's to do with whatever He would. Patience. They accepted things as normal that most people can't even imagine happening to them today. Don't get me wrong, I would never try and convince you that they were happy about the things that happened to them, but I don't think I have to convince you that they knew the Lord would provide. Whether physically or spiritually, God had promised to supply all of their needs. I think this was the source of their patience; no matter the situation they patiently waited for the Lord to provide in whatever manner He saw fit. That is true faith, and I'm so thankful that God placed me into a family that is rooted and grounded in that kind of faith.

Husband and father

Now I should probably get to how this involves Grandaddy and a saucer full of coffee. It involves another one of my memories from my days as a child that I haven't thought about for decades. I can't remember who it was specifically that I saw doing it, but I can remember Granny sitting a cup of coffee on a saucer down, and they commenced to pour some of the steaming black liquid into the saucer, allowing it so sit momentarily before carefully sipping it from the saucer. I recall asking momma why they did this and she told me it was because pouring it in the saucer allowed it to cool quicker, making it possible for some of it to be enjoyed sooner, rather than waiting for the whole cup to cool. Now this may seem to be an example of impatience at first, but if you think about it he was teaching us a very valuable "life hack". Even though life and its adversities may seem painful, there's always a way to drink your hot coffee without burning your lips. Just be patient in adversity, take it in little by little, and in God's time things will be easier to swallow.

Faith KNOWS that adversity will come. Faith REMINDS us why adversity will come. Faith BELIEVES there's a purpose for adversity. Faith ACCEPTS adversity when it comes.
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