Sometimes it’s the good stuff
That trips you up.
The overconfidence that comes with a
Good track record,
A long list of followers and
And the roaring thunder of applause.
Blessings can become burdens,
Binding you ever more tightly
To what you’ve made of yourself until
You’re convinced that nothing else matters,
Victories from yesterday
Somehow excusing you from true living today,
Where you were once nimble
And hungry
Now you lumber your satiated self around-
Content with mediocrity,
Relying on yesterday’s manna
For today’s provision,
Adrift from your true love,
Being held hostage by your own reputation.
Blessed are you
Who remember
Your true love,
To look past the gifts
And seek the Giver Himself.
2 I know your deeds, your hard work and your perseverance. I know that you cannot tolerate wicked people, that you have tested those who claim to be apostles but are not, and have found them false. 3 You have persevered and have endured hardships for my name, and have not grown weary.4 Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken the love you had at first. 5 Consider how far you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first. If you do not repent, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place
Revelation 2:2-5