I’m addicted now.  It started the summer I was six, when I gave Him all that I had been, all that I was, and all that I would be.  It wasn’t until I was ten, though, that He really got my full attention.  I was hurting and lonely; and I just felt certain that there was more to be had than what I was seeing.  So I began to cry out, and He showed me some of His wonder.  I totally broke down.  I literally crumpled to the floor in the middle of my bedroom and sobbed.  He is so amazing, and I had never truly seen Him before.  It was that same year He told me it was time to lay all of me down, to be baptized and let go of everything old to make room for the things He wanted to do in me and through me.  He told me it was time to start finding out who He is and digging into His Word.

I started at Genesis and worked my way through to Revelation.  It took me two and a half years, but it was good.  Admittedly, the first year or so was painstaking – and not simply because I was reading through the Mosaic Law!  No, it was because I hadn’t yet come to the point where He was my sole desire, my greatest love, and my satisfaction.  That took time.  The readings began with a desire to obey and learn.  As time went on, it became my early morning habit, a need – the day just wasn’t right if I hadn’t started it with my “quiet time.”  Finally it became a pleasure – a full-blown, unadulterated pleasure.  Now I find that I cannot help myself.  In the dim morning light I listen for that still, small Voice as I read and write in my journal.  As I hang the laundry and do my homework I sing His praises.  As I make dinner I whisper my thankfulness.  As I put my little sister down to bed, I speak His words of life and love.  As I lay in the quiet darkness of night, drifting off to sleep, I am comforted by His peace.  My God has become my obsession, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“It’s you and me and all other people; and I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you.” – “You and Me,” Lifehouse