Here is a teaser to lure you into clicking on the link...and yes, it really is called Jesus is Not a Drive-Thru.
An orderly, clean house.
What’s the common denominator? They are all things I have used to fill the void in my heart.
Seeing the words written out on the page is shocking. Really? I think. I put my trust in a twenty year-old boy? in chocolate chip cookies? in picture frames from Target? In the number of followers on my blog? How desperate does a girl get?
The boy gave me butterflies and made me feel attractive. The food made me full in the face of emptiness. The material objects made me feel new and excited. The order in my house was my way of exerting control over the disorder I felt in my head. Most recently, the number of comments and followers made me feel worthy. Explained that way, perhaps you can see how sneaky those traps are, how it easy is to fall for the immediacy of their pleasure, no matter how superficial or cheap.
I have learned, though, that instant high is exactly that – the opposite of long-lasting, eternal. It is a quick fix and I am left longing for something so much more...
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