The taste you provided was nice. It was something that quenched my thirst for a moment. Not only that you seemed to provide me this false perception of being awake. I never really considered you an addiction; it was more of an appreciation. But I guess that’s a lie we all tell ourselves. Or is it, did I really appreciate what you did for me. For a moment I felt revived, a sense of hope was all I needed, but that was far from achievable. After awhile I started to become used to you. I depended on what you would give, but in reality I received nothing worth mentioning. In fact I wanted no body to know how much I depended on you. I am kind of known as an independent thinker and would not want me depending on you to ruin that. Now that I think about it, you actually ruin all of me. You taste good, but make me feel so disgusting after. You made me believe that with out you I could not function through out the day. I always wanted more of you, but too much and I could crash. You see you are the very reason I cannot sleep at night. But just like any bad cup of coffee I could modify you into what flavor I want. If I added a little bit of sugar you tasted a little sweeter. A little creamer and the bitterness was gone. It was an easy way of disguising the bad taste you left in my mouth with out all that extra stuff. You were my cup of Joe.
I believe in life we all have something we depend a little too much on. Deep down inside we know there is something that has a little too much control over us. It is not always the case that we feel disgusting after, but come on there is something we want to change.
Do not get me wrong I am a big fan of the things we have been blessed with in this world, but have you ever stopped to think of what value many of these things produce in your life? If you are being honest with yourself than you realize they produce no value to you. And really have no worth in your life.
In the book of John we see this scripture 1 John 2:15-17
“Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, love for the Father is not in them. For everything in the world—the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life—comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its desires pass away, but whoever does the will of God lives forever”.
For each of us these very things may differ, but deep down we know there is something we need to let go of. There is something holding us back from the truth. Something that’s not letting us reach our potential. What is your cup of Joe?
A Man Chasing His Dreams