Sadly, we've received some negative responses as to why we chose to name our company Plague Coffee Roasters. We'd like to clear up some of the misconceptions.
Jacob and I have been dreaming about this company for many years now. We've debated what it would be called over and over again. We wanted something different, unique. We wanted people to hear it and not be able to help asking about it. I feel we've succeeded on that front.
We wanted a name that reflected our lives and what we've been through to get where we are. Both Jacob and I have walked through some incredibly difficult circumstances. We have had to fight our own flesh in order to strive to be more like Christ. We've had to free ourselves of what we would call our plagues, those voices and burdens that tell us we are worthless.
Jacob grew up in a home that was very much focused on church. He accepted Christ at a very young age. As wonderful as that is, Jacob has had to fight the urge to be complacent. He strives everyday to find his calling and learn how to use it to advance God's Kingdom.
I grew up in a very different situation. My family is broken and hurting. My dad left when I was four. He jumped in and out of my life for fifteen years because of his own selfish greed for attention. I have had to fight the part of myself that feels broken, unwanted, and worthless.
We will have to continue to do this everyday until we meet our Heavenly Father or Jesus comes back for us.
These are our plagues. We don't want to put them in some hidden box to never open again. We want to share these struggles because we believe we are not alone. Everyone is fighting for their own humanity in some way or another. We want to be open about what plagues us in order to help heal others' wounds.
Most importantly, we wanted a name that shows God's great love for us, His people. One of our favorite stories in the bible is Exodus, when God sent ten different plagues onto the people of Egypt.
Sometimes I look at this passage with sorrow. And how can I not? So many people lost their lives. But what holds true is this: Our Father did what he had to do in order to save us from enslavement. Our God fought hard and relentlessly for our freedom. What greater love is there?
When we settled on the name Plague, we did so understanding that it might ruffle some feathers. After all, who would want to buy a drink from a company named after something that causes death? In any circumstance, we are so happy with our decision and we hope to reflect Christ's light in and through it.