Hyper-Christians

Coffee is not a good idea for me. Over the years I've become more sensitive to caffeiene, I think. Just today, I had sixteen ounces of an oh-so-blissful-tasting frozen espresso drink that just about did me in. I feel like I've been on speed all day. This is a good feeling if you have to complete massive amounts of paper work or dig a really deep hole, but not good if all you are doing is sitting in class...shaking and foaming at the mouth from caffeination. It really doesn't look good. It makes you look crazy, and then your professors don't trust you. I say all this because it reminds me of some Christians I know. I'll call them hyper-Christians, and in their Christian walk of evangelical caffeination, they act exactly as I have today (on espresso overload). It's like they have been injected with the genes of a rottweiler and chihuahua combined. They pounce on people and shove tracts down people's throats, while biting the heels of people who disagree with their ideas. I prefer to ascribe to a more, shall we say, peaceful form of spreading Jesus. If you do it right, it should spread like a good disease...you want to be infected with it. There's a lot to be said for the people that spread Jesus this way. Usually you don't notice them, they're so humble about it. But I aspire to be like that...hanging out, spreading a little Jesus and loving life...sounds better to me than a caffeinated hyper-nation. Jesus Freaks.