Almost every morning my husband fills his coffee cup UP TO THE VERY TOP of the cup. I'm not saying "full" - I'm saying SO FULL that he has to bend over and "sluuuuuuurp! slurrrrrrrp slurrrrppppppp"the coffee from the cup because it's too full to lift.
Furthermore, the reason his cup is so full is that he puts too much half and half in the cup. Further furthermore, because he puts so much half and half in the cup, the coffee becomes cold and tepid. And so after he slurps some coffee off the top, he then takes the coffee cup and puts it in the microwave for thirty seconds to heat it up.
One morning, I decided that he, obviously, didn't REALIZE he was putting too much half and half in the cup. I took the very LOVING TIME to explain to him that if he would put less half and half in the cup, he could eliminate at least a minute a day from his coffee experience AND... I said, "if you add up the 30 seconds to slurp, slurp, slurp and the 30 seconds in the microwave that you use each day, that adds up to 365 minutes a year - and in 60 years that adds up to a full 15.20 days of your life wasted on slurping and mircrowaving." He looked at me and said, "Oh."
I assumed he had been reformed, but the next day, he filled his cup up to the rim and the process began again. It was a tiny little thing that began to ANNOY ME BIG TIME!
One day I prayed "Lord, WHY DOES HE DO THAT?"
I was surprised to get one of those instant-in-my-heart answers. "Why do you care?"
"Uhh.. Lord.. because he is.. uh.... slurping...uh... because... he is .....too much half and.. well.. because... the coffee and the microwave....and... uhh...." And then "coincidentally" I was "reminded" that my husband lovingly MAKES the coffee every night before bed so that I don't have to be bothered by it in the morning.
When thankfulness leaves a heart......annoyance has room to move in. That was the day God changed Mrs. Older's perspective. He's a good man. A great man. Why do I care that he fills the coffee to the top of the cup? Every time I hear that "slurrrrrrrp" I remember to say, "Thanks, hon, for always making the coffee." The slurp that used to annoy me has become music to my ears because it reminds me that I have a good and Godly husband.
Almost every morning my husband fills his coffee cup UP TO THE VERY TOP of the cup...and I'm so happy to have a husband who does.