Forget Bagels! Give me some Jesus Bread!

We don't just come to Jesus once, pray to him once, serve him once.  We should constantly come to him, pray to him, and serve him, yet I tend to think to myself and tell God that I feel empty, unfulfilled, undesired, alone, abandoned by Him.  Man, well maybe that's because I'm not consistently drawing near to Him.  "Come near to Him and He will come near to you" (James 4:8).  If it is not a daily shedding of my old skin, death to myself, sacrificial release, then how can I say I am coming near to Him?  And, how can I expect to feel that He is near to me?  Of course, in His omnipotence He is always with me/us, but if I am not disciplining myself to come to Him daily, then I am 1) missing out 2) left feeling empty.  It reminds me how we are always told at Sonshine to make sure we are in the word in the morning because when we're not we will run out of energy, feel fatigued/tired much more quickly, and leave the week feeling drained.  We need to come to Jesus to receive our "bread" everyday because just as bread and water is essential to live so is relationship with Jesus.  For some reason, I find it easy to remember to eat the bread and drink water everyday, but I find it much more difficult to eat my spiritual bread every morning, throughout the day, and at night; however, I leave the day feeling less at ease than had I been sustained by the Lord.  I tend to see Christ as a luxury rather than an absolute necessity.  "You need Me as much as you need your next meal.  Indeed, you need Me more than you need your next meal" (54). But, I don't act that way.  I don't act as if I need him MORE than I need my next meal.  I neglect the heavenly fruit that sustains me more than anything produced in the ground, on the vines, or on the branches of the trees here on Earth.  I need to come daily, fall at His feet, worship Him, and ask to be filled with the Bread of Life before I even think of making coffee, getting dressed, driving to work, or eating my first meal.  It cannot be an issue of convenience or a "when I feel like it" moment.  It needs to be an essential part of my day, something much more important than eating bread and drinking water, both of which are necessary for my survival.  Yet, my ultimate survival rests in His hands, and those are the hands I must be eating from... constantly. No more toast, bagels, or garlic bread for me!  Just the Bread of Life!