Beloved:
as you listen,
remember
that you are
indeed
beloved.
Tell me —
how long has it been since you gazed upon the gospel?
Where have you fixed your eyes?
You put your hand to the plow,
but instead of pressing on,
you looked back,
and suddenly,
your glimpse of the gospel,
once clear,
is now faded, and foggy,
your familiarity turned to foolishness
and falsehood has turned your gaze.
Be careful, little ears
what you hear,
and eyes what you see,
for it is not what you say
but how you choose to live
that tells others who you are.
Beware, soul,
be aware that
if you lose Christ,
you lose everything.
Beware becoming uprooted,
unraveled,
unanchored,
tossed and driven by the winds of this world.
Beware the double death of these broken cisterns–
not only are they empty themselves,
but they will
drain you dry.
Beloved, ready yourselves
to remember the gospel of glory.
Keep guard over your very souls,
working not to earn your faith, but to preserve it,
with the assurance that it is God himself who
preserves and holds you fast.
Brothers, sisters,
remember what you already know:
a resurrected people
is a
remembering people.