BubbleTwins

Everyone has one eternity-changing experience, but every choice we make, everything we do, is a life-changing experience.
A lot of people seem to have moments that "change their life". Their first kiss, their first car, the birth of their baby sister. Life changing. But not eternity changing.
On Sunday I had my eternity changing experience.
If I were to dwelve on it, or write a long post about it, I couldn't. What I felt, what happened that night was so amazing I could write about it for years and not express everything. I can tell you that I cried. Really hard.
In my pew, smashed between two people I don't know, in the second row, the tears pricked at my eyelids, begging to have a taste of what bliss would be like. My mind wanted a part of what that was like too. So I let it go. My tears didn't just trickle down my face. They didn't just drop slowly one. by. one.
No, they flowed. They gushed. The ran down my cheeks and onto my shoulders, drenching my cheeks, soaking by four tissues that I crumpled in my hand in the weak attempt to keep them together.
But it felt good. Insanely, deeply, richly good.
Blurb for the day.

• Part of my eternity-changing moment had to do with a guy named Jerry. such an awesome guy. He has cerebral palsy and he said something I will never forget:

• And I couldn't help being like: "That is me. That is so me. I get that."
  
• Like Leah said: "Someone will love us because of those quirks, and weird things."
• God is that someone for me. I have always felt like God could never love me because I am not perfect. I mess up too much, and I can't always keep it straight. But that's why God loves us.
• He loves us because that's the way we are. And just like the person you will live with forever, they will accept you because they know you will me up, they know you won't be perfect, but you will try.
• That counts for more than anything.
• It's been kind of upsetting lately with the lack of blogging and commenting etc.
  
• School has been awesome. So great lately.
• In fact, I'm writing this from school. One my off hour. My two back two back off hours, actually. And I should be going to Starbucks, or getting cookies soon.
  
• Sigh. School. What a mouthful.
• Enough said.