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A regal figure holding a steaming cup adorned with elaborate jewelry and intricate details, set against a grand backdrop of golden pillars and ornate decorations, exuding an air of luxury.
☕ THE SERMON OF THE SACRED BEAN ☕“In the beginning, there was darkness… and then there was brew.”
Beloved brothers, sisters, and caffeine-dependent lifeforms,we gather today in reverent aroma, beneath the holy rising steam,to honor the Sacred Bean—roasted, ground, and consecratedfor the awakening of souls.
For scripture tells us:
“Blessed are the drowsy, for they shall be awakened.”
Before the dawn breaks, before the roosters crow, before the alarmis silenced for the sixth and final time, the Sacred Bean calls to us.It whispers from the cupboard,it sings from the mug,it prophesies from the pot:
“Sip… and know enlightenment.”
Let us remember, O faithful, how once we stumbled half-awake,shuffling through morning like zombies in business casual—but then the Mug of Salvation touched our lips.Our eyes opened.Our minds sharpened.Our emails became grammatically correct.
This is the miracle of the Bean.
For just as the ancient prophets of Espresso proclaimed:“Though the world be bitter, the flavor shall be rich.”Life itself is steeped—sometimes sweet, sometimes dark,but always better shared.
And let us not forget the Parable of the Empty Cup:
A traveler entered the café of life, weary and trembling.“I am lost,” he said.“I am tired,” he said.The Barista-Sage asked only:“How do you take your purpose?”
Friends—We are all empty cups seeking to be filled.Some with boldness, some with sweetness,some with a double-shot of courage and just a splash of hope.Whatever your blend, whatever your roast,the Sacred Bean welcomes all.
And as we depart from this holy house of warmth and Wi-Fi,remember:
Spread kindness like sugar.Pour compassion like cream.Lift others as foam lifts the latte art of life.
Go forth, fully brewed,caffeinated in spiritand grounded in love.
And all God’s drinkers said:
“Amen… and pass the creamer.”