COMMENTARY: I wasn’t even planning on starting my own business. But God had different plans for me.
I didn’t wake up thinking, “I’ll run a Catholic coffee company.” I wasn’t even planning on starting my own business. But God had different plans for me.
My love for coffee began as a kid, when cups came loaded with cream and sugar. The thrill wasn’t just the taste; it was the ritual — the search for the local café on family trips, always my café mocha in hand.
In high school, I worked at a local shop in Tomball, Texas, and a few years later, while studying at Holy Trinity Seminary, I discovered home roasting. Roasting let me control quality and share better coffee with my fellow seminarians — an early glimpse of a vocation I could live out in a broader way.
After discernment, I left seminary, spent time with the Salesians of Don Bosco, and moved back to Houston to work in youth ministry. I married, started a family, and kept roasting for ourselves and a few friends.
When my wife suggested I turn the roasting I already did into a business, I wasn’t sure at first. Then a
