Addicted

I have a confession to make. I have an addiction to Tropicana Twister. Not just a passing urge to have one, but a physical dependence. I want the taste of it in my mouth. It needs to be part of my day, every day, forever :P. I have tried to quit. I really have. But I can't get my hands off the stuff. It's just so... good, and I can't get enough of it.
*Not addicted to this particular Tropicana flavor*

This made me think about something more. We're all addicted to something, like chocolate bars, or cookies, Toffifee, sports, music, the like. And like me, these people can't get enough of their respective... tendencies towards their passion :). But thinking about that, I was also thinking, how "addicted" are we to the things that really matter?

We are called to serve God, and love him with everything that we have. Unforunately, this is not always the case. After someone pointed out that I drink Tropicana a lot, I was beginning to think, "I'm addicted to a drink, but am I addicted to God?" Do I want him to be part of my day, every day, forever? Do I have the unquenchable thirst for the living water, or am I good at breaking the habit continuously? I know I need to delve further into God's Word, and seek him more than I seek anything else. I should crave Him till I become dependant. I should love Him like a fat kid loves cake. He should be my "addiction".