Have you ever eagerly taken a drink of water, expecting it to be cool and refreshing, but instead found yourself resisting the urge to spit it out? When I’m in the middle of a long bike ride, the last thing I want is warm water. Unfortunately, when I’m miles from my car or the nearest restroom, and the hot sun has long since melted the ice in my water bottle, it’s the best I’m going to get (even if it does little to quench my thirst).
This is the uncomfortable scenario that comes to mind when I read Christ’s rebuke of the church in Laodicea:
I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot; I wish that you were cold or hot. So because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of my mouth. (Revelation 3:15-16)