My experience with lukewarm coffee makes me cringe when I think of how the Lord must have felt about the church at Laodicea. It seems that within that body of believers had crept a comfortable self reliance that had brought the temperature of these folks to a degree of absolute uselessness. These guys had become so tepid that they didn’t even realize their true need for a . . .
My dad tells the story of when my younger brother, Tim, woke him up one night. Dad was lying on his side toward the edge of the bed. Something caused him to open his eyes where he saw that Tim was just standing there, a foot from his face, looking at him. I know. The stuff you would see in a horror flick. Tim said, “Daddy. What are we gonna do now?” Dad crawled out of bed and said, “We’re going back to bed!”
Tim is a lot like us when it comes to sitting at the feet of Jesus . . .
