Yesterday we were out on the felid marching. And there was just something wrong. There was something that just seemed in a matter of specking off. Just out of the ordinary. There was no life, no power, no energy, in the music. It was just blain.
As I was walking to class I remember the Lukewarm church in Laodicea that was vomited out.
And I got to thinking….(always dangers I know…) I love hot coffee, piping, steaming hot. I love hot tea. I have a tea kettle. It has to boil to whittle. Boiling water is hot. Elementary principle I know. But stick with me.I like that stuff hot…piping, seaming hot.
But these things I like cold. Milk, Water, Coke, Water-melon, Popsicles, ice cream. Those are cold.
Now do I like my water warm, or my coffee after sitting there for a while? Not at all…
One time I was in Beaumont bye my self and ran it to some friends at the mall. We all decided about 15 of us to go and see a movie. We all load up in the Jeep, and one of my friends Impalas and head over to the theater. I really only know 2 of them. So I was somewhat shy, and didn’t talk much. We watched the movie…don’t even remember witch one it was. But I remember after that I wanted to go home. I had spent more money than I had planed on. And was tired. But NO NO NO every one was hungry. So what is open after the midnight showing were 15 people can eat? IHOP of course! So in this epic tale we drive on over. Walk in…If you have never been to IHOP w/ 12 people you don’t know…it’s very interning to say the least. The only people in IHOP at 2:45 am is People with the munches coming off there high. Old people that can’t sleep. Travels and/or truckers. And the teen group…We the last spoken of was us. were the only people under the age of 30 in there. As stated before I didn’t want to spend much more money plus I wasn’t hunger. SO I ask for a cup of coffee. It comes out and it’s okay…not the best and not the worst…but still not the best. I drink it down. And ask for more. She looks at me like “You retard” and points to the pitcher on the table. I pore a cup not looking stop ¾ of the way up.. Take a gulp.
BLAH!!!!!!! Icy cold.!!!! Nasty!!! Bitter, blah makes me cringe now. The only reason I swaled it was because I didn’t want to spit if all over the pretty young lady sitting across form me. So I choked it down. She buy the way thanked me very deeply.
My feeling of pure disgust in its most primitive form for something I love not being the way I loved it came in to being.
Now I know how He felt when He made the author pen these words. “I am going to vomit you out of My mouth” Revelation 3:16 I see now the sickness of God. For He loved us so much that He sent His son to die for us.
And we play act like we are hot when really we hide in a vessels that just looks like it will keep us warm. That appear to be just fine on the outsiders that look in.
When we as Christians start the drop in our spiritual temperature. We don’t need to sit there stagnate in our thermoses that will only allow us to plummet more. We need to be warmed back up.
We need to boil as the water dose in my kettle. Water as it boils. It turns, bubbles, agitates it’s self. As it heats up. It will not/can not just sit there, stagnate. It moves.
We as The Body of Christ must move. We must turn. We mustn’t sit there waiting to be vomited out. God doesn’t have to hold back His feelings as I did. Why would you want someone that loves you to vomit you out?
Wouldn’t you want every that you do please the one that loves you? So lets heat up, lets run the race, lets push for the prize, lets not just sit, and stagnate.
As I was walking to class I remember the Lukewarm church in Laodicea that was vomited out.
And I got to thinking….(always dangers I know…) I love hot coffee, piping, steaming hot. I love hot tea. I have a tea kettle. It has to boil to whittle. Boiling water is hot. Elementary principle I know. But stick with me.I like that stuff hot…piping, seaming hot.
But these things I like cold. Milk, Water, Coke, Water-melon, Popsicles, ice cream. Those are cold.
Now do I like my water warm, or my coffee after sitting there for a while? Not at all…
One time I was in Beaumont bye my self and ran it to some friends at the mall. We all decided about 15 of us to go and see a movie. We all load up in the Jeep, and one of my friends Impalas and head over to the theater. I really only know 2 of them. So I was somewhat shy, and didn’t talk much. We watched the movie…don’t even remember witch one it was. But I remember after that I wanted to go home. I had spent more money than I had planed on. And was tired. But NO NO NO every one was hungry. So what is open after the midnight showing were 15 people can eat? IHOP of course! So in this epic tale we drive on over. Walk in…If you have never been to IHOP w/ 12 people you don’t know…it’s very interning to say the least. The only people in IHOP at 2:45 am is People with the munches coming off there high. Old people that can’t sleep. Travels and/or truckers. And the teen group…We the last spoken of was us. were the only people under the age of 30 in there. As stated before I didn’t want to spend much more money plus I wasn’t hunger. SO I ask for a cup of coffee. It comes out and it’s okay…not the best and not the worst…but still not the best. I drink it down. And ask for more. She looks at me like “You retard” and points to the pitcher on the table. I pore a cup not looking stop ¾ of the way up.. Take a gulp.
BLAH!!!!!!! Icy cold.!!!! Nasty!!! Bitter, blah makes me cringe now. The only reason I swaled it was because I didn’t want to spit if all over the pretty young lady sitting across form me. So I choked it down. She buy the way thanked me very deeply.
My feeling of pure disgust in its most primitive form for something I love not being the way I loved it came in to being.
Now I know how He felt when He made the author pen these words. “I am going to vomit you out of My mouth” Revelation 3:16 I see now the sickness of God. For He loved us so much that He sent His son to die for us.
And we play act like we are hot when really we hide in a vessels that just looks like it will keep us warm. That appear to be just fine on the outsiders that look in.
When we as Christians start the drop in our spiritual temperature. We don’t need to sit there stagnate in our thermoses that will only allow us to plummet more. We need to be warmed back up.
We need to boil as the water dose in my kettle. Water as it boils. It turns, bubbles, agitates it’s self. As it heats up. It will not/can not just sit there, stagnate. It moves.
We as The Body of Christ must move. We must turn. We mustn’t sit there waiting to be vomited out. God doesn’t have to hold back His feelings as I did. Why would you want someone that loves you to vomit you out?
Wouldn’t you want every that you do please the one that loves you? So lets heat up, lets run the race, lets push for the prize, lets not just sit, and stagnate.
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