Can you remember your first love?

This morning my brother asked me if he could make a long distance phone call to his girlfriend in South Africa – i agreed. The metamorphosis was amazing (well worth the expense of the call) – he changed from a sagging,hanging swaying depressed 19 year old into an energetic, humorous handsome dude. Puppy love is amazing! Sadly we somehow think we should mature out of it, buck up and grow up. A few months ago Disney had a commercial where the wife woke her husband in the middle of the night and said to him that he never speaks to her like Donald Duck anymore – he observes her sad face and then he ‘speaks’ the Donald dialect – I don’t know why but that always bring a tear to my eye.

How easily I loose my first love towards God, thinking I should mature and be ‘fit for ministry’. Jesus’ admonition in Revelation 2 comes to mind:

2 I know your deeds, your hard work and your perseverance. I know that you cannot tolerate wicked men, 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 your first love. 5 Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first.