A lot of preachers tell you, “Remember when you first came to Jesus? Remember how awesome that was? Wasn’t there a time when you were more spiritually high than today? And look at you now.”
I understand what they’re saying. They always quote Revelation 2:4-5, because that’s a scary book with a scary name with scary verses. What they mean is: You’ve grown cold to this whole thing, it’s become a routine to pray and praise, you’ve seen all the Christmas plays and Easter revivals, you’re getting jaded to the dress-your-best on Sunday thing. So get back to where you were.
Wasn’t there a time when you were more spiritually high than today?
Well — of course. But that’s a dumb question, graded on a dumb scale, assuming dumb emotions are equivalent to “first love.” We can look back on the glory days of Sunday school and call that legit, but a lot of times we’re confusing childlike faith with childish feelings.
Former atheist/agnostic, now a pastor and professional rambler. A recovered porn addict, skeptical Christian, intense introvert, loves Jesus. Have a B.A. in Psychology and M.Div from SEBTS. Both degrees negate each other, i.e. I'm still a dummy. Have a 5th degree black belt and I can eat five lbs. of steak in one sitting. I gave away half my salary in 2012 to fight human trafficking. Have a mixed German shepherd named Rosco, have two toenails growing out of one toe, and I'm addicted to coffee, ginger ale, and tomato juice.
Christ Is My King.