I Love Coffee….Except I Don’t

I love coffee shops. It’s the whole relaxed, bohemian ambience. Where you can temporarily escape the helter shelter of life. Flick through the Sunday papers, get caught up with friends or just sit back and watch the world go by. The comfy chairs, the free wifi. Yes I love coffee shops.

What’s more I love the smell of coffee, the look and texture of the coffee beans. I am fascinated by the various metal devices the baristas operate so effortlessly. I love the look of coffee. The way it swirls in the cup, the effect that the various creams and marshmallows have when piled on top. It is an artform. Some of them look almost too good to drink. And the exotic names – cappuccino, macchiato, mocha. The more convoluted the better as far as I’m concerned. ‘Can I have a venti iced skinny espresso triple whipped cream with caramel drizzle please?’.

There’s just one slight problem when it comes to my love affair with all things coffee. The taste. Nope, can’t stand the stuff. You name it I hate it. Coffee cake, coffee sweets, coffee anything has me retching and diving for the nearest basin. I can gag for Ireland when it comes to the taste of coffee. I am a coffee shop fraud, an imposter. I am that 15 year old in the Nirvana t shirt who has never heard of Kurt Cobain.

Yet how I’ve tried when out with work colleagues (Fionnuala hates coffee too so we are rarely in coffee shops together). I’ve tried to stomach the taste for the greater good. I’ve winced and gurned in vain as I’ve battled  to keep down the weakest latte that you can buy. I’ve attempted to mask the taste with various syrups, creams and flavourings. But all to no avail. Coffee is my frenemy. Or Frappuchenemy….

So I sit in the coffee shop with all the beautiful people weighed down with the guilt and shame that I am not one of them. Green with envy as they sip and slurp their favourite beverages. As I fraudulently pretend that my gingerbread flavoured steamed milk is in fact a skinny latte. I am an outsider. I do not fit in. They are Rachel and Ross. I want to be Chandler but I’m not even Joey. I am Gunther.

Have you ever sat in a church and felt the same. Surrounded by happy, smiley people whose lives are going exactly as they planned them. Perfect families, perfect lives, perfect everything. While you feel broken, useless and irredeemable. You haven’t read your Bible in nearly a month. You screamed at the kids earlier today. You are jealous of the new car that your upwardly mobile neighbour has just purchased. 

You are no good. You will never be like these people. You are a joke. May as well get up and leave now. Before they find out what you are really like. A hopeless, pathetic mess. 

That’s the lie. That’s what Satan wants you to believe. He’s not called The Deceiver for nothing. He’s a master at it. Dragging you down and beating you up. But the truth is that you do belong there. Look a little closer. Look beneath the surface. Those beautiful, perfect people sitting all around you are quite the opposite. They are just as broken and hopeless as you feel. Beneath the veneer we are all struggling. All looking for that one thing that will fill the gaping hole inside us.

People spend their entire lives trying to fill it. With money, with sex, with power. They are doomed to fail. Because only God can fill a God-sized hole. So when you stand before Him weighed down with your past then know that you are in exactly the right place. And you have just as much right to be there as anybody else. You are not a fraud. You are just a real person. As beat up and confused as the rest of us are by life.

God sees the real you. He knows where you need help and healing. While your local coffee shop offers you a plethora of choice, Christianity offers you just the one. Jesus. Because his way leads to truth and life.

My name is Stephen and I hate coffee. But I love Jesus.

Matthew 11:30 – ‘For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.’

What is your favourite coffee? Or are you a coffee fraud like me?

Have you ever sat in a church and felt like you didn’t belong there?

Who is your favourite character from friends?

Published by Fractured Faith Blog

We are Stephen and Fionnuala and this is our story. We live in Northern Ireland, have been married for 17 years and have three kids - Adam, Hannah and Rebecca. We hope that our story will inspire and encourage others. We have walked a rocky road yet here we are today, together and stronger than ever. We are far from perfect and our faith has been battered and bruised. But an untested faith is a pointless faith. Just as a fractured faith is better than none at all. We hope you enjoy the blog.

25 thoughts on “I Love Coffee….Except I Don’t

  1. I loved the lead in! I’m a coffee lover, so immediately I was drawn in. Awesome analogy! Awesome piece! Thank you! #Jesuslover #coffeedrinker


  2. Great post today! You are good at looking at the physical world and comparing it to the spiritual world. I LOVE COFFEE. I don’t think I could ever choose a favorite, but a couple that are high on the list are French Vanilla and something like Raspberry Mocha. (I don’t remember the exact names 😁)


  3. Hi Stephen I too love Jesus and I’m broken, Beaten down and often believe satans lie that I’m not good enough and everyone else has it together. So thank you for this blog today, I needed to hear it.


  4. What a great post! I’m like you and I don’t drink coffee either. I love the smell and I love coffee shops, but that taste just isn’t for me, something I’m often mocked for. I loved the parallel that you made between the coffee shop and the church – thank God that he accepts broken people like you and me. Thanks for sharing!!


  5. I am definitely a coffee drinker. In fact, if I’m not careful, I’ll drink it all day long. Give me an Americano with room for cream and I’m a happy woman. I also drink tea too…I prefer Irish breakfast over all the other breakfasts, don’t much like green tea, and do like an herbal now and again. I’m pretty sure life is better with a hot beverage in hand. πŸ™‚

    Now…church. I have felt like I didn’t belong, but not because of anything I did or because of the way the people there presented themselves. The culture of that specific church wasn’t what I was looking for at the time. So I just kept looking until I found home.


  6. Great post! πŸ™‚ I can’t live a day with strong black coffee or Americano. I love the bitter taste coffee has and the energy boost it brings me everytime I need it. When it comes to coffee shops, I’d suggest you try Chai Latte. That’s the best thing you can order, if you can’t stand coffee. πŸ™‚


  7. God, its like fate brought us together. I simply cannot function without my daily dose of caffeine. But anything and I mean literally anything coffee flavoured disgust the hell out of me ☺


  8. As a caffeine-addicted American who starts and ends my day with a nice coffee–light, no sugar–you’re alright because you love Diet Coke. It’s okay. πŸ™‚


  9. I do love coffee. Sweeter and flavored cream yum,but….more important than anything is loving Jesus. That’s what is important.
    You got that right😊
    You might try chi tea,lol,its good


  10. Love the smell of coffee, bought a coffee earlier this year (like $5) learned to not only make coffee in it, but also tea, and hot chocolate. I really love this post!! Working on catching up your posts : ) Keep going! You all are doing great!


      1. Not necessarily away, busy from moving back to Ohio. Currently living back with parents, while husband and I try to find a place near where he will be attending school. Ever since the end of June when we left, it is has been busy. We aren’t settled since so much is out of our hands, so I don’t have a routine really. With everything going on, I haven’t been able to read as much from other bloggers. Trying to catch up when I can πŸ™‚

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