com-pla-cen-cy — a feeling of quiet pleasure or security, often while unaware of some potential danger, defect, or the like; self-satisfaction or smug satisfaction with an existing situation, condition, etc. (Webster’s @ dictionary.com)
Sadly, complacency hits nearly every Christian at some point in his or her walk with Christ. Often it comes without warning and sticks around until something or someone spurs us to action.
To the angel of the church in Laodicea write:
These are the words of the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the ruler of God’s creation. I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm–neither hot nor cold–I am about to spit you out of my mouth. You say, ‘I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.’ But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked. I counsel you to buy from me gold refined in the fire, so you can become rich; and white clothes to wear, so you can cover your shameful nakedness; and salve to put on your eyes, so you can see.
Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest, and repent. Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.
To him who overcomes, I will give the right to sit with me on my throne, just as I overcame and sat down with my Father on his throne. He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. (Revelation 3:14-21)
Did you catch it? Do you see how the church at Laodicea was the epitome of complacency? They felt quite secure in their riches, they went about their days with quiet pleasure, completely unaware of God’s disdain for them. So much disdain, that he would spit them out of his mouth.
Complacency is rampant in our world today. I believe it goes hand-in-hand with the “I’m ok, you’re ok” mentality. Whatever you want to do is ok as long as I can do what I want to do.
Whoa. Stop. God – is – about – to – spit – you – out – of – His – mouth.
I don’t want to leave you here, because there is much more to the story. There is HOPE.
More on that in my In Other Words post on Tuesday.
Until then …
Yours for the celebration of life,