Sunday Reflection: Kaffeeklatsch with God and Lidia

Good morning, 
God.

As you can see, 
Lidia's espresso
is still a part of my Sunday ritual,

so I'm sure you don't mind 
if I invite her to join us

under the pear tree
for this morning's quiet reflection.

Good morning,
Lidia.

I'm so glad you are a member of 
my personal communion of saints
who join God and me
for Sunday morning coffee.

I also welcome my grandmas
and other wise women
who are honourary members 
of my Sunday morning kaffeeklatsch
-- what other than a kaffeeklatsch

that includes espresso --

would my friend Lidia expect from
her "German lady" friend, 

as you always referred to me?

You know how much I loved espresso in your kitchen.

I still miss you,

Lidia,

but your coffee gives me comfort.

In today's Gospel reading,

Jesus calls himself

the Bread of Life.

(Bread and wine were what he had to work with.)

For me, 

bread and wine 

are delicious miracles in themselves.

And so is this good coffee, 

and the shade of the pear tree,

and God's presence in every last thing

right down to the sub-atomic level,

including the ongoing memory-presence

of you, 

Lidia,

and grandmas Eugenia and Dorothea,

and auntie Barbara,

and Aldona and Ruthie,

and all the other good women saints

who have rooms in my heart.

I am grateful.

Thank you,

God,

for this good morning,

and all the good women at our kaffeeklatsch.

Bless all those 

who are missing the kind of love and support

they need in these challenging days.

Bless all your people 

with the love, 

wisdom,

and strength we need

to truly care for one another

and this beautiful earth with which you gift us.

Mmmmm, 

and did I thank you

for the coffee?

+Amen.