Coffee Came Back | Roadside Notes — A Faith and Good Courage Journal Reading | Ep39
I was sitting at a Route 66 diner not long ago, hands wrapped around a cup of coffee, watching the quiet rhythm of the morning unfold. The kind of place where the plates clink softly, the coffee keeps coming, and nobody's in too much of a hurry. Then something small broke the pattern in the best possible way.
The waitress poured a little more coffee, paused, and said she wanted to cover mine. Not because of anything big. Just because she'd noticed. And in that one quiet moment at a diner counter, something came back around that I hadn't thought twice about giving. That's the whole story. And…
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