The other day I was hanging out with my friend Hardcore Bob. He asked me how I was doing. I had to think about it because you don’t just mindlessly say “great” to Hardcore Bob. I ended up telling him that I’ve been frustrated and depressed because I had experienced a month of being on a spiritual high and now things were back to normal. For a month I had seemed untouchable and connected. Now I was back in the grind. In fact it seems like it would have been better if I never experienced the high because now I knew what I was missing. He said, “Well, I figure that’s why Jesus said that we were supposed to ask for our daily bread.” I don’t think Hardcore Bob could have put it any simpler. I guess God will never put an experience in my life that allows me to coast or depend on anything but Him anything less than daily.
