Coffee Stains

Fact #1: I love coffee.

Anyone who knows me knows that I am a coffee fanatic. I’m actually drinking coffee right now. (Shocker). Although I love all types of coffee, I wouldn’t say I’m an expert. I just really love the time spent with coffee.

There is something special about having a good cup of coffee in the mornings while you’re  talking to Jesus. There is something sweet about offering a cup of coffee to your guests. There is something exciting about trying a new coffee shop. There is something reminiscent about a cup of coffee sitting between two friends catching up. There is something so classic about a tradition of spending hours with your best friend in your favorite coffee shop every summer.

I’ve loved coffee for years but I haven’t always loved coffee. When I lived in Russia, coffee wasn’t the main focus. Tea is their jam. Russians love tea and if you don’t take the tea offered to you, you will offend someone. In Russia, tea is the spine of time spent together.

When I was a freshman in high school, I moved to Vienna, Austria. It’s hard to live in Vienna without having coffee. Vienna is even famously known for specializing in their Wiener Melange (similar to a cappuccino). Living in Vienna without drinking coffee is like living near the beach and never swimming. Crazy town. So, with time, Vienna tuned my heart to the sound of coffee brewing. The point of this is not that coffee is tasty, and sometimes too expensive. The point is that coffee tells a story. Coffee is a subjective experience that is personal for everyone. In Europe, coffee is everywhere, and it is good. If you let it, coffee can bind people together. Stories can be told, burdens can be shared, prayers can be said, and life can be done together when we gather around a cup of coffee.

Ok really though, this isn’t all about coffee. There is a point.

Fact #2: I am super clumsy.

So clumsy it’s funny. Last year I was wearing my friend’s super cute platform heels and I was so excited to borrow them until I realized my center of gravity really needs some work. One second I was feeling a little bit like Beyoncé in these shoes and the next I was flailing around as my knees, then face hit the floor. Not a pretty sight, but so funny. So yeah, I’m clumsy, but I embrace it.

I got my ESV Bible as a graduation present, and it was just lovely. Crisp pages and verses already highlighted by my family and notes written in it specifically to me. So much love. It even has my name engraved on it, guys. So cool. Anyway, about two weeks after I had first gotten it, I took it to a Bible Study at the Urban Bean in Orange Park and I spilled coffee all over my brand new Bible. At first I was heartbroken because it took away the “brand new” look and feel. It also took the shine off of the edge of my pages. With time, I realized this is just a representation of who I am. I love Jesus and I love coffee AND I’m super clumsy so this was inevitable. Now, I’m proud of this coffee stain on the edge of my Bible. It shows character and personality true to myself.

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Fact #3: My Coffee Stains Matter

Coffee stains are unavoidable. You will spill coffee on your brand new Bible, and it’s ok. Things will go great in life sometimes. There are seasons for greatness. But sometimes life is a little less than perfect and you get hurt and your heart has a stain on it. And it’s ok.

If I am being completely honest here, moving to America was a lot harder than I thought. Throughout the year, I had a couple clumsy moments and there are some stains stuck on my heart that have a big fat “T” all over them. (The ugly world–transition). At first I was so embarrassed of these stains on my heart, the same way I was disappointed that I had “ruined” my brand new Bible by spilling coffee all over it.

Actual Thoughts:

  • Am I just not trusting God enough?
  • Why are things so confusing in America if I am actually fully American?
  • Am I just dumb because these things don’t come naturally to me?
  • I must be going backwards, somehow.

But I am realizing that these T-shaped stains on my heart are not ruining me. These stains don’t make me stupid or unworthy of being used by God. They are actually making me more beautiful. I spilled coffee on my Bible but I chose to keep using it. I didn’t buy an entirely new Bible with no coffee, no notes, no highlights, no personal ties, just because one thing happened and it made a tiny mess. I’m learning it’s kind of the same way with God. He uses us despite our stains. He even uses those stains to tell a story of His glory and goodness. These coffee stains are a part of my story and I am so proud of them, now.

Sometimes stains don’t make sense. We don’t know why they are there or how they got there or why we had to be the ones that got the coffee spilled all over them. It might not make sense now, but I know someday I will look back and see the fingerprints of God all over this season of coffee stains. Until that time, I will continue to sip my coffee and praise Jesus for what He is doing in my life.

I hope those of you with coffee stains begin to see them as a piece of art painted by God to somehow help tell of His goodness.

“I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us.” – Romans 8:18


All my Love

Hannah Jane



6 Things I Learned as a College Freshman

Guys, today I took my last exam, packed up the car, turned into the room key, shed a few tears, and finished my first year of college. It feels a little weird but so awesome to say I’ve accomplished another year of education, change, and growing! I’ve been doing some reflecting on my year and here are some things I thought I would share about the things I’ve learned this year.

  1. You’re going to change your major a few times…and it’s totally ok.

So many people told me coming into my first year of college that I would probably change my major at least once. I was so confident that I wanted to study theology because I love God and Jesus and the Bible and I wanted to know as much as I could about the Bible. After about a month in the theology department, I realized it wasn’t for me, but not because I don’t love Jesus. It just wasn’t the best academic path for me personally. So, I figured the next best thing was Intercultural Studies, right? I love cultures and I’ve been exposed to a lot of them and I figured it made sense. Wrong. Because of the blessed life I have led, I actually already knew a lot of the practical things the professors would talk about and I got super duper bored. ***I’m not saying I know everything, because I totally don’t. I learned a lot about missionary history that I didn’t know before, and I’m thankful for all I have learned. *** But, it was time to switch, again. Most of you know I have always wanted a coffee shop. So, the next logical step was business, right? HA, wrong again, my friends. Business includes math and math includes statistics and accounting and I think I had a mental breakdown in the Business Administration office when I talked to an advisor and she told me I had to take those classes. Ok, so that didn’t work.

So, after all of this, I kind of freaked out a little…and by that I mean I freaked out a lot. How could I not even know what I want to do with my life?! Does this mean I’m not trusting God enough with my future? Does this mean I just don’t have any talents like I thought I did, because nothing seems to work?! These were all lies from the enemy to make me feel insecure. But, every college student knows that we change our majors and it’s ok because you don’t have to have everything figured out right now. Figuring things out is a process and a big part of it is trusting God when we don’t know. But in the end, know that it’s ok to not know, and you will figure it out in due time.

  1. Buying a vacuum is imperative.

Incoming freshman, BUY A CHEAP VACCUUM FOR YOUR ROOM AT WALMART. You will thank yourself later. Two girls in one room all year with no vacuum resulted in a lot of unwanted hairballs. Gross, guys. Gross. Just buy the stupid vacuum.

  1. Be bold with the talents God has given you.

My senior year I taught myself how to do calligraphy and I started to get really into it. With time, and cool American crafts stores (CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE GLORIES OF HOBBY LOBBY FOR A SECOND?!), my resources expanded and I started to get better. Most of y’all know I haven’t had a car this year so I was unable to get a job. I was so tempted my first semester to start selling my calligraphy to make some extra money but I was way too scared that I wasn’t good enough. Eventually, I just bit the bullet and posted an album on Facebook offering to sell my calligraphy and I have had so much support from so many people. This was such a blessing to me all semester and really encouraged me that people actually wanted my art. What an honor. God has used my calligraphy to bless me and to bless others in ways I couldn’t imagine. My calligraphy has been bought as gifts to those who are in seasons of hurt and I’m proud and honored to be a part of their healing process, even if it is in a tiny framed piece of art. Use those gifts, y’all. They are there for a reason. ***P.S. Thank you to everyone who has bought my calligraphy—my Etsy shop is opening this week for those of you who have asked!!!

  1. No matter what school you go to, the cafeteria food will suck. Just accept it.

5. Loving Yourself is Part of Loving Others

I think there’s a lot of negative attitude towards men and women loving themselves. We see it as cocky, annoying, and kind of creepy. But I have seen so many lovely ladies change from feeling insecure to feeling freaking awesome about themselves this year and it is a beautiful thing. Friends, allow others to love on you and encourage you. It is the best when you begin to realize that others see potential in you. Take that and say thank you. Listen to what they say and you will begin to think, “Hey, I guess I am really good at – insert lovely quality about yourself – “. When you begin to see the good in yourself, you will begin to see the good in others. When you stop focusing on the qualities you don’t have, and begin focusing on the lovely qualities that make you who you are, you will naturally become the one who brings encouraging words to someone else. Take the love others give you and spread it around like a nice piece of toast (yeah, I went there). You know that person who just makes you feel like you’re pretty inside every time you’re with them? You can be that for someone else. ***Also, this isn’t just an easy self-help cure for insecurities. This is so real, y’all. There are verses scattered throughout the Bible about loving each other and building each other up. I really believe if we love ourselves for who God made us to be with all of our quirks, edges, and stains, then we can love others for all of their quirks, edges, and stains.

  1. Being Nervous to Start College is Normal

Everyone coming in as a freshman is bug eyed and awkward and we don’t know what to do with ourselves and are probably lost. That’s normal. My first day of college classes, I was so nervous that I just kept texting my mom “I’M SO NERVOUS. WHAT IF I GO TO THE WRONG CLASSROOM?!” I was so distracted by my nervous-texting that I actually ran into a tree. So…yeah. If you ever think you’re over reacting about the pre-college nerves, you probably are and that’s normal. But just remember, at least you didn’t run into a tree.



Well, cool cats, I will leave you on that note.

I hope this resonated with some of you and made you giggle a little bit!


All my Love,

Hannah Jane