Tea Cup Group

Tea Cup Group

My father’s family was a tea cup group. My grandfather was a birthright quaker, who’s family helped start the temperance league in Indiana in the late 1800’s, and my grandmother was the Irish Catholics bar keeper’s daughter. Needless to say, we are Methodists. Family gatherings were always very interesting. Depending on which side of the house you sat on, your tea cup was either filled with coffee or Irish whiskey. There were few disagreements at dinner or in the conversations around the “coffee pot,” about politics, religions or anything else. They had come to the decision to simply accept each for who they were, and be a family. Although they had very different ideas, they knew the relationships were more important than being “right.”

I think in part, that is what the scripture is about. Our ideas and faith say more about us than about God. As we live and grow in faith and wisdom, we find that treating each other with respect and gentleness carry a log more influence than flaunting an idea. We are called to live into the love and grace of Christ, and in that you can never go wrong. Did my aunt know the contents of her cousins’ tea cup, we will never know; but one thing is for sure, when she got the cups mixed up, she never said a word – she just smiled.

Blessings,

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