And don't think for one minute that the sign hanging on the wall hasn't been placed there quite intentionally. I read that every morning whether it is 5:30 am or 7:15 am, and every morning it speaks to me differently. Some mornings it is telling me to believe that through Him, I am capable of raising these children of mine. Some mornings it is telling me to believe that I am not slowly loosing my mind. Some mornings it whispers to believe "you are who He says you are, not who the world says you are ". And then there are some mornings it begs to just simply believe Him. Whatever the circumstance or the struggle, it offers a reminder of truth and encouragement...and a good cup of coffee. And whether that coffee cup is rushed or sipped and savored, it is indeed a gift, and my cup always runneth over.