the art of being a regular
staying long enough to be known <3
Hi friend,
Happy Monday.
Picking up my morning matcha before work has had me thinking about the art of being a regular. Showing up to the same places, ordering the same thing you never seem to get tired of, and consistently choosing familiarity.
There’s something really beautiful about it to me. Over time, faces become familiar. Baristas remember your name, your usual order, the way you like your matcha or coffee. Sometimes your drink is already made before you even get there. Sometimes it’s a bigger size, or a drink on the house. Not because you asked, but because you stayed.
I’ve experienced this in so many seasons of my life, being a regular at different places during different chapters. I’ve also felt the bittersweet side of it, like being a regular at a small shop that eventually closed, carrying those memories with me long after the space was replaced by something new.
The more I think about it, the more I realize how much this mirrors a relationship with God.
Faith, I’m learning, isn’t built through intensity or constant change. It’s formed through returning and through showing up in prayer even when it feels ordinary.
Our connection deepens the same way any relationship does: through presence, consistency and choosing to come back even when we don’t have the perfect words or energy for something new.
Being a regular has taught me that grace often shows up quietly and that being known takes time. Faithfulness isn’t about doing more, it’s about staying long enough to be recognized.
Lately, I’ve been trying to live this way and slow down enough to return and trust that something good is being built in the repetition.
And maybe that’s the art of it, learning to stay long enough to be truly known.