Ever since I accepted Jesus into my heart 5 years ago, I knew that I wanted what He had for me. I didn’t quite know everything there was, but I wanted it.
I was a follower, somewhat of a stalker, I read about Him, I talked to Him and tried to walk where He wanted me to go. But I wanted some comfort. I kept things in my life, that I knew I could control and could easily find simple identity in, just in case this God thing didn’t work out. Like a plan B if you will.
now I’m on the world race, and at some point in the past five months I have fallen in love with Jesus.
**you know when you meet somebody that’s in love and they say that the cheesy love songs on the radio, become not so cheesy and actually describe how they feel. And they just want to talk about that person all the time and can’t seem to wipe that smile off their face.**
Well I realized that’s how I feel about Jesus.
Those cheesy Christian sayings and quotes
“Jesus is my homeboy”
“He is my daily bread”
“You are my strong tower”
“The blood of the lamb covers our sins”
“God is love”
That I never understood, all the sudden have meaning to them. These phrases I used to roll my eyes at, I am now holding on to.
I think about Him and smile at our inside jokes.
And I just want to tell everybody about Him, not because it’s a game or competition Or obligation. But because I want all my family, friends, and people around the world to have what I have with Jesus.
I want everybody to experience the peace that surpasses all understanding.
I want everybody to know the overflowing love and grace
I want everybody to see how the King of the universe is fighting for them all day everyday.
Falling in love with Jesus is better then cheesecake and glitter 🙂
