Coffee Percs

He nodded toward the coffee pot. ‘You know where it’s at.’ The coffee was hot and dark, sparking new life into his soul.”

                    –Cliff Hudgins  (Viejo and the Hunted Ranger)
 
Step in this kitchen, I’ve some “Black Gold” a-brewin’.  Been waitin’ for yuh so as to take the first sip.  Ahhh, sure does make the ol’ gizzard jump for joy.  I’m a-tellin’ yuh, Pard, it just revives the soul, an’ almost tickles a body pink tastin’ that mornin’ brew.
       Speakin’ of revivin’, I’m sure yuh’ve read of Asbury and the revival takin’ place there.  Yuh know, that’s not too far from one of the largest revivals in American history took place.  Yep, down at Cane Ridge; it was part of the Second Great Awakenin’.  See yuh come for coffee, an’ got a free history lesson a throw’d in.  But I reckon its a real sure revival.  But yuh know, to muh way of thinkin’ revival may be of different sorts.  It’s a way that the Holy Spirit goes to stirrin’ people up, whether individual or a group.
       Revival, or a wonderful refreshin’ that causes people to seek the Lord.  See, I’m a-thinkin’ that a person should always be revivin’ themselves.  For example, when partakin’ of the Lord’s communion table, a body should be checkin’ his ownself–takin’ inventory of his life and if need be revivin’ it to the place where it ought to be.  Pard, and yuh listen, this ol’ fence post commences to think that we should continually be refreshed, sorta like havin’ an spiritual artesian well flowin’ up inside, a bubblin’ and gurglin’ all the time.  But that’s jist me a thinkin’.  Now, Pard, don’t get me wrong, I know that there are corporate revivals, why I’ve been to several in my span of years.  There are also those magnificent national revivals, some lasting only a short time while the influence of others a generation or more.  Ol’ Jonah preached, the king heard, and the city of Nineveh went into revival.  Cayn’t yuh just imagine ol’ Joe a kneelin’ and prayin’ for that to happen in that grand city on the Potomac?
       Go ahead, don’t mind me, sure go on, pour yurself another cup.  Now, the revival in Asbury–is it an awakenin’?  I don’t rightly know Pard.  Yuh see, an awakenin’ is something that changes society, that brings back godly morals and values.  We won’t know the effect of the revivals happenin’ for years to come.  Will they awaken America?  Oh, Lord, that they will–let him who has ears hear, as the Bible says.
       Maybe Pard, jist maybe that these here revivals springin’ up is a warnin’ call to America.  Jist like Jonah preached to Nineveh, “wake up, judgment is comin’!”  Will we heed?  Or perhaps, it is part of that last great call before the trumpet sounds.  Hmmm, come to think of it, I thought I heard the sound of horses bein’ gathered up there in the heavenlies.  But here’s the bottom line, an’ yuh be a-listenin’.  The important thing is whether or not yur heart is revived–refreshed.  It should be on-goin’ jist like yuh checkin’ yur cinch before yuh mount.
        Vaya con Dios.