It has been brought to my attention that I may be just a tad bit crazy and a Jesus Freak. That the sun rises in the north and sets in the south and the sky is dotted with stuffed animals and a few flowers - in my world.
So what do I say to that?
Well, justification is only for people that matter, i.e. close friends. Everybody else is just there. Existing only to help me in my purpose. Therefore, I need not to justify why I may have said or done something, especially if it was wrong and God has forgiven me for it. And especially if they don't sign my checks.
Craziness is a mindset. Maybe the fact that someone has time to think and dwell on how crazy you were shows obsessive compulsive tendencies. Am I indeed two bananas short of a bunch or two jokers short of a full deck? I don't think I'm crazy, just misunderstood. From a viewpoint of not being sane, I would think that I am pretty sane - I am in college, I have a couple of jobs, I write for release, I pray for therapy, and I laugh for quality of life. And one could argue that these are also symptoms of a serial killer. AHA! Not so. Because a serial killer does not look this good. Maybe an assassin**, but definitely not a serial killer.
What do I say to being a Jesus Freak? I say "thank you." If my life reflects to you in a way where I would labeled on fire for Christ, well amen to that, and you can keep it moving! I am not worthy - Hallelujah. Jesus loves us entirely too much to spit in His face. Like duh you guys. Must you live vicariously through me to piggyback off of my blessings because you are too scared to get your own? Maybe you should try to be a Jesus freak too. Rather be a Jesus freak than just a freak, you heathen.
'Tis All.
*picture-www.crazyladycandy.com
**Disclaimer- I am not a murder/killer/assassin.
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