Honestly it’s been a while since I was madly in love with Jesus. Obviously it’s not His fault, it’s mine. Time, pain, life, stress has allowed me to carry on as though nothing has changed, but is has. And I am sick of it…I sick of saying it will get better, and doing nothing to change it. Yeah I read my Bible, yeah I pray, yeah i worship (partly thanx to the new nano) but the fire is long since gone. The deep desire to grab hold until I get my answer, the constant state of thankfulness for everything He has brought me and my family through. And I am sick of it. I am sick of remembering the times when God would speak so clearly that I had no choice but to obey, the times of worship that I could feel his tangible presence. Well today I am going back to that…I am not sure how or when I will get back to that place of intimacy. But life is just to short to live without the constant awareness of the Creators love.