Saturday Morning Coffee Chat

coffee chat


Good morning! I hope you are doing well this Saturday morning. I just wanted to hang out with you guys this morning and see what’s going on. Grab your coffee and let’s chat.

Yesterday morning I was making white gravy just like my grandma used to make when I was a kid. We’d spread it over a piece of bread. You could tear your bread up or leave it whole, either one, but I always liked mine tore up. I’ve tried to make this gravy before and it never would turn out right. I made it twice last week to try it again and I did it! So I did it again today to make sure I could still do it right. I have to say eating it took me back to those Saturday mornings at her house. We’d watch cartoons and she’d make her gravy. I miss those times for sure. Everything was simple.

My grandma taught me a lot. I watched her make her gravy as I got older and learned kind of how to do it, along with some other things she cooked. She taught me about Jesus, her along with my mom. As I got older and learned about all the things she endured in her life, I realized just how special she was. You would be hard-pressed to find any woman like her, but I did. My wife reminds me of her in many ways.

Back to the gravy. As I was making it the memories overflowed and I pictured myself as a little boy sitting in her kitchen eating the gravy and bread. I loved it so much, in fact, I’d eat the gravy cold! I thought about my own life and what my kids and grandkids will remember about me one day. I want to leave them with something more valuable than money. I want to leave them with good memories. I’m not sure I’m accomplishing that, only time will tell I suppose. I feel the same way about the world and my writing. I don’t mind if I never break a best seller list. I do mind if the people who read my writing are changed in some way. I want them to think. I want them to feel. I want them to know God better. I want to write the truth, no matter how popular or unpopular it may be. I think that would make my grandma proud.

What are some of your favorite memories as a child? Share them below. Also, feel free to link to your blog so we can see what you’re working on.

Side note, after watching Food Network, I realized that Grandma was making a classic French white sauce. I wonder if she knew she was fancy! Pass the gravy, please.

Author: Jase

Jase Rosenburg is a writer, blogger and speaker. He’s the author of two self-published novels including The Lobby and Bryan’s Journey. Jase served as an associate pastor for over ten years. His passion is bringing faith to life through the written word. Jase resides in Alabama with his wife Mandy and his children.

3 thoughts

  1. love it..as I read this.. it brought back a lot of memories for me too..to me those were the good days..my MOM your Grandma..was indeed a very special woman,,love you son

  2. Thanks Jase! I like that causing change in people through your writing is more important to you than breaking best-seller lists! In the last few days, I been thinking even God used a book to reach people. And here’s some food for thought – especially for a barely published person like me – His book is always a top seller 🙂

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