I’m a Jesus freak = )

I remember when our last helper Gemma (who is now happily married in the Philippines, we miss you Gemma) first came to live with us. After only a few days, it became very clear to us that she had one passion in life and that was Jesus. It wasn't that she talked about Him all the time or any such thing, but it was still very obvious and while I was quite happy to have a God fearing young girl taking care of our home and Tiara, I also wondered why at such a young age, she was so ‘religious’. I wondered why at 25 she did not seem to have any other interests. Yet she did. She loved to garden and was always looking for new and interesting plants to decorate our home with. She loved to bake (she made the best cookies, pizzas and bagels ever) and she loved arts and crafts (much to Tiara’s delight) but still it was pretty clear that what dominated her life was her God.

Like I said while I thought this was very sweet and stuff, somewhere in me was this thought that she was somehow missing out, or that it didn’t have to be this way, or that she probably had nothing else to occupy her, and basically that she was a bit over the top about it all – kinda too religious.

Today however, that’s me in so many ways = ) and the one thing I know, is that I am most certainly not religious. I had an encounter with the living God, had a glimpse of what His love for me is and I got hooked. I’m a Jesus junkie now. Totally addicted and loving it. Why wouldn’t I be? He is only like the Son of God who created the universe!!!!! We all want to hang out with the best dudes in town don’t we? This is God almighty who says He will never leave me nor forsake me, who says that He lives in me. Next to Him everyone and everything else just fades away. Why would I want to ignore Him? ?!?!?! I long for a glimpse of that love every day, it gives me such a high and when I don’t have it (only because I get caught up in the unimportant things around me, I go to bed feeling empty). Yes I am totally addicted, and I am so so so thankful for it. May I never never never be so stupid as to lose this, I know I have the potential to, that’s the scary thing, but I have had a glimpse of what I stand to lose if I let my Jesus go and I honestly can’t stand losing that place. I feel lost, alone, like I am going nowhere in life, I feel downright miserable and I walk around pretending like I don't feel this way. Yup! Not very nice withdrawal symptoms at all and so I get right back, and have me a good and proper Jesus dose and all is well with my world.