What a self-destructive love. One driven by performance you can’t keep up. Based on appearances that fizzle in trouble, personal gain you can’t take with you. A love without a future, devoid of any comfort, like a child without its mother.
Which is more valuable to you…the world’s approval or the Lord’s delight? Whichever we choose we undoubtedly discover, the first is fickle the last is steadfast.