Another Cup

Another cup of coffee please. It is a long stretch to say that my cup runneth over, “You serve me a six-course dinner right in front of my enemies. You revive my drooping head; my cup brims with blessing. Your beauty and love chase.” – Psalm 23.5 The Message Bible

At this point in my timeline of life, I droop my head. My coffee in my cup is cold. Patch was cremated today. I am afraid for my remaining pets at home as they are not safe with the neighbour’s killer dogs still on the loose. My bills are high. My ex just wants more money. Work on my desk is piling up. My Vespa still remains in the workshop waiting spares. My future is unclear as I wonder when God will lift my drooping head and light up my path? My coffee is cold.