A Heavenly Pick-Me-Up

I love stories like this one that demonstrate just HOW intimate and personal God’s care for us is. He’s not like Santa Claus with his naughty-nice list or the Vice Principal with his file folder of honors and demerits. God really KNOWS us, better than we know ourselves. God really LOVES us and wants only the very best for us. And He really, really wants us to be intimately involved with Him on a daily basis. What a joy!
A Heavenly Pick-Me-Up By Renee Holt, Port Angeles, Washington

Oh, how I love my morning coffee! Can’t seem to start the day without it. So imagine my distress when I pulled my can of fresh coffee grounds from the kitchen panty shelf. It felt a little light. I looked inside. Not even enough for a single cup.

Just one more downbeat note in my life, I thought. First my painful divorce. Then the pressures of having to raise four children on my own. And now this. My salary as a bookkeeper had been stretched to the limit as it was, and coffee wasn’t in the grocery budget this week. I slumped on a kitchen chair. I felt like all my energy had been sapped away.

My first reaction, I admit, was bitter and selfish. I bet my ex-husband is enjoying a steaming cup of his favorite flavored latte just about now, I silently pouted. Quickly, I reprimanded myself. Lord, don’t let me sink into anger over something so petty, I prayed. The cloud that had settled over me magically lifted, and I went about getting my children ready for school.

I was straightening the house a few hours later when the telephone rang. It was one of those marketing companies that recruit people to test products that haven’t yet reached the store shelves. The caller asked if I’d like to test one of their products. “We’ll send you the product for free, and you try it out, and then you fill out a questionnaire on what you thought about it,” the caller said.

With money as tight as it was in our household, free sounded good to me. “Sure,” I said. “What will I be testing?”

“Every other week for the next several months, we’ll send you a fresh, one-pound can of coffee,” the caller said. “All you need to do is drink one cup from the first can and tell us how you liked it. The rest of the coffee is for your own enjoyment.”

If I were the coffee company, I’d name the brand, Heaven Sent.


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4 responses to “A Heavenly Pick-Me-Up

  1. chrissythehyphenated

    I just got this in email and it just really warmed me. This is customer SERVICE!

    From: Shelley Goddard
    To: Christine Bravo-Cullen
    Sent: Wed, Jan 25, 2012 2:31 pm
    Subject: eQuilter “Magazine and Fabric” Survey

    Dear Christine,

    On our most recent survey “Fabric Shopping” survey, I noticed that you commented:
    ” I am hypersensitive to chemicals and cannot read magazines. The internet is wonderful for me. No ink! “.

    We realize what a problem such hypersensitivity can be. Are our receipts which are included with your orders OK or are they a problem for you when you open the package? I could possibly see how we could avoid including them in your order, if it is.


    • GP

      It is good they are addressing this. There is BPA everywhere, including on store receipts. BPA is an endocrine disrupter and has been linked to breast cancer.
      Chrissy, if you are highly sensitive, it sounds like you have a lot of toxic build up. Have you ever done any detoxing? It can make a huge difference. Contact me if you want some info.


      • chrissythehyphenated

        Thanks, GP. I do a big detox every couple of years. I was diagnosed with Environmental Illness/Multiple Chemical Sensitivities in 1984 and was so ill that I agreed to (unwillingly) spend a month at an Environmental Control Unit in another state when my eldest was in pre-K and my two younger girls were still in diapers.

        My hubby and kids proved to have the same immune weaknesses, so we all benefitted greatly from living the kind of life my illness required. I’m in the top 10% most severely affected, so while I’m homebound/disabled, I’m ALIVE. I was well enough to raise my kids to adulthood and see them successful in their marriages, careers, and now have two darling grandkids to boot.

        If I hadn’t been diagnosed and embraced the lifestyle, I’d have died a long time ago. Worse, to my mind, is my girls would’ve grown up sick. I didn’t develop serious symptoms until junior high. They were born with them. Mama Buzz even had hiccups in utero (an early sign of allergy) and had such severe Hashimoto’s by age 11 that she developed a goiter.

        You might be interested in a couple of Chrissy’s Site Bites album I keep.

        Sometimes folks ask for advice and I found it helpful to make my answers graphic so they could stay posted.
        Living with Serious Allergies

        People think it is very odd that I am very allergic to fragrances, but get some of my best symptomatic relief from aromatherapy.
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