BubbleTwins

I'm glad that everyone enjoyed my last post (or at least two people). I think they're better that way. It was short and I really felt the point I wanted to get across. I loved it too. Last night we had church, it was a little hurried, but during prayer I really felt something.
And it brought me to my knees. You can't be half way. You either finish the race or you don't. And as I prayed and begged God for something, anything I felt it.
I can't explain but it was like someone took their thumb and pressed it hard against my heart. It's like, when you press your thumb to a bruise, it hurts.
But that pain doesn't last.
When you scrape yourself, as it heals, the skin burns and you feel like the pain isn't worth that one scratch. But it's your body repairing yourself. That's what God does with our hearts. I finally realized that. The immediate pain is just that, pain. And you wonder why it hurts so much. But it's God repairing that broken heart. It's just a jigsaw puzzle and he has to keep trying to fit the right pieces.
Blurb for the day.

• Emma and Grace are back from camping! JOY!!!
• I noticed that the longer a webpage, the shorter the scroll bar... cool?
• I went to work with my father today.
• By George, I say WAY too many ones today! (Get it? That was a joke. One's... George is on the one...)
• Anyway.
  
• Tomorrow we have school. And actually, I'm kind of sick. I woke up this morning and my throat was killing me. It felt like I had swallowed a grape fruit. Then I drank three water bottles and two Coke glasses of water. Needless to say I had to go to the bathroom one too many times today.
• Apparently birds rip their babies feathers (also known as down) out so their adult feathers can grow in. A PAINFUL PROCESS! The only reason I figured that out was because we were walking into a store and all these little baby birds were screeching and little baby feathers were floating to the ground like snow.
• Majestic, minus the whole shrieking baby thing. Tis a sad thing. You win some you lose some.
• School tomorrow (I believe I already said this..?) School. School.
  
• I think I've been brain washed.
• And don't you think it's a wee bit rude of Nick to want a dislike button on facebook?! That boy. I say.
• I really have nothing to say. Sad isn't it? I can talk up a storm when I'm not on the computer but after that, it's like, void. My brain goes on shut down.
  
• Of course I keep thinking about school (school??). Then again, you already knew that.