Coffee beans and Christianity

Some friends, who also happen to be neighbors, gave me Barako (liberica) coffee beans and salad greens last week.

More than just friends, they have been siblings in faith, helping me in my (very unsteady) walk as a Christian. I’m the worst example of a child of God, so it’s great to find people who don’t mind that I’m far from perfect.

I found out they were Christians in the weirdest way: I overheard them talk about wanting to do a Bible study at a party. I didn’t really know them, but I walked over and said, “If you’re going to start one, I’m in” because I figured if they were Christians and also at a party, then there’s a big chance we’d get along, and I was right. I’m glad to have met them, glad to have gotten to know them, and glad to live near them. They are good neighbors and great friends.

I’ve always equated Christianity with loneliness because I never fit in with a church and have always felt left out, but meeting them and the people they’ve introduced me to has changed that notion. Perhaps there’s room for me in God’s house after all.


Yvette Tan is a multi-awarded author of horror fiction and a lifestyle writer for major local and international titles.