Last year in February I went on a trip to Israel for a tour of the Holy Land. We went to all the sites I had read about through my life. I got to walk in Bethlehem where Jesus was born, see where he taught the disciples, and experience sailing on the water he walked on, imagining the storm he calmed. I shared of some of his healings with our group on the site where they took place. And I even got baptized in the Jordan river! I walked the grounds, saw the beauty of the land, met the people native to Israel, and experienced a life changing time in the place where God decided to start it all. The Bible, God’s Holy Spirit inspired word, narrates a story that takes place in that land. God decided to invite us into that narrative and brought together the redemption story that we can freely choose to believe today…to believe in Him.
Among the many things I was looking forward to on that trip, there was a small indulgence that I was excited for. Getting to try Turkish coffee was something I had been looking forward to. I had heard from a friend who had gone to Israel the year prior who really regretted not buying a Turkish coffee pot when he saw it sold at the local bazaar. So I was determined to get one for myself. When the Turks roamed and ruled in Israel for a time, naturally there were some Turkish ways of doing things that got intertwined into the country’s way of living.
Making Turkish coffee involves boiling fine coffee grounds with sweetener (cardamom, sugar, or both) with water in a cezve (small copper pot). Most coffee brewing involves using a filter for coffee grounds, but not Turkish coffee—you pour the boiled, some times sweetened, coffee straight into your mug without filtering anything. Boiling it together with sugar and cardamom creates a foamy layer at the top of the coffee. And it’s rich and oh so good.
After bringing the small, copper pot home, there was excitement for a time as I learned how to use it, but honestly, the excitement fizzled out. It was cool to brew coffee like that, but using a French Press for my coffee was a lot easier. Before I knew it, I was back to doing things the way I knew how and the small copper pot was easily forgotten.
As I reflect on that wonderful trip from last year, I realize that we, well at least I do anyway, have a tendency to do that in life. There’s an excitement over something new, there’s a change, but then for some reason, we fall back into doing things the same old way. The same routine, the same process, the same way we’ve always done. We go back to our comfort zone. We get uncomfortable with making changes. And we go back into being comfortable with the same stuff we used to do.
I believe, strongly I might add, that we’ve be given an opportunity to break out of the old and experience something new. With the challenges the past almost 2 years have brought us through, we’ve had to let go of some of the old ways of doing things just to be able to survive. And maybe at first it was way out of our comfort zones, but now we really are experts on how to do those things.
I remember how, for many of us, middle of March was very scary. And for those that know Jesus, it brought you to your knees at home in prayer. We were all asking the Lord for protection and to bring us through. For those of us working from home, it gave us time to slow down and reflect a bit and spend more time in prayer. This was new for many of us, but it was good. As life began to find some “normalcy” again, going to the Lord on our knees began to occur less and less.
I think God has been giving us chance after chance, opportunity after opportunity, to rewrite the script a bit. He has given us a green light to change our way of thinking and experience Him in a newer, fresh way. Can I make a bold statement? I think we constantly sabotage ourselves by getting stuck in the mindset of the past that it hinders us from walking with both feet, bravely into what God may be calling us to do. We stop ourselves from the next and the new, because it isn’t what we formerly “knew”.
I got married just over 3 months ago. My husband is probably the most intentional, caring human being I have ever met. I am not just saying that. According to our popular, good ol’ enneagram, I classify as a “2” otherwise known as a helper. I have a tendency to put others needs above my own in a good way but also in a very unhealthy way. Basically, I don’t share what my thoughts or desires are all the time. I keep my opinion to myself a lot of the time. But when you marry someone and grow together in your relationship with each other and with the Lord, it really is like we both are holding a magnifying glass. My husband is determined to ask me questions, always. He wants to hear what bothers me, what are the deep dreams I have, what is my preference for dinner. It’s out of my comfort zone, it’s not what I’m used to. But if I chose to keep thoughts, ideas, wants, etc. to myself, how successful do you think our marriage could really be? Nothing can be hidden, everything must be brought to light. This new chapter in my life has challenged me to go deeper in my relationship, friendships, and honestly with the Lord as well. And friends, it has been the most amazing, impactful time in my entire life. I had no idea before getting married, just how much God was going to unpack in my life.
Maybe we are not supposed to know at all. God wants us to trust Him. This is a different kind of trust because it is something we have never experienced before. But that is the beauty of our faith. Do you think the Israelites knew the Red Sea would rise up and gather at the sides to create a pathway for them to walk through? Do you think Esther knew if she stood up to the King, he would actually listen to her? Do you think Joseph knew when he was in the dungeon that he would help create a plan to save the land from famine? God alone knows what will come out of the things we are faced with. But what is so cool is that when given the opportunity to move forward or stay back, it’s our choice. Those Israelites walked forward and saw something no one had ever seen before. Esther stood up to someone who had his last queen killed for disobeying him, and she survived. Joseph shared the dreams when given the chance and became a leading force of governance.
We have the chance to see what it is God decides to do with the actions of faith we take. It might be uncomfortable and maybe even scary, but perhaps this is what he wanted us to do along? It’s time to get out of old habits. It’s time to take on new roles. It’s time to make some new priorities. God is doing a new thing and I want to be a part of it. And I would encourage you to join! Get out of that French-pressed routine of life, and grab the cezve to brew a new pot!

