today at work, I was making an iced grande skinny cinnamon dolce latte. I had heard the order in my headset, so I started the drink before the sticker came through.
As I put the sticker on the cup, time slowed down a bit and I realized something–
an iced grande skinny cinnamon dolce latte is a mixture of:
-4 pumps of sugar-free cinnamon dolce syrup
-two shots of espresso
you put them all together and you have an iced grande cinnamon dolce latte.
but someone had to call it that.
in the case of the customer, the sticker differentiated it from any other drink–that particular mixture of syrup, espresso, milk, ice, and dolce sprinkles was THEIR drink. Nobody elses, and that drink could never be made with the same milk, syrup, espresso, ice, and dolce sprinkles ever again.
That’s when it hit me that we are similarly made and named by God. Sure, we’re a mixture of DNA, blood, skin, and bones, but there will never be two COMPLETELY identical mixtures of DNA, blood, skin, and bones.
We all have a personality, characteristics, habits, and passions, and there may be people similar to ourselves, and when you just toss them all together without a name, there’s nothing really special about it.
However, God loves us and cherishes us enough to give us a name. Just as I put the sticker on that drink to differentiate it from all other iced grande cinnamon dolce lattes in the world, God has given us something greater than a sticker–Himself. He promises to live in us and through us. When that happens, we are named by God, and we are given meaning and purpose, instead of being nameless, faceless, assembly-line made people.