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