Saturday I started praying, intensely. God and I had a long conversation, lasting most the day. He mostly listened. I mostly asked for Him to change my heart to something sweet. I asked Him other things that I would be embarrassed to tell anyone. Sunday the lesson was God talking back to me, through our youth minister, who gave an amazing lesson. Most if the time I can't really pay attention to much of what is going on at church, but this particular Sunday my mom was attending nursery and took Thing 2 with her, Thing 1 was in Bible Hour and Thing 3 was sleeping. God had a plan for me to hear what he wanted me to hear. I liked most of what I heard and actually had a hard time digesting other stuff I heard. But He meant me to hear it all just the same. And to listen and absorb, I was a plant being pruned, and it hurt. It is still a little too painful to talk about the change my heart is going through for the better, and if I never share it with anyone but my Father, I'm ok with that. My personal experience isn't so much important as the fact that I had an experience, and am renewed. I have the tools now to be better than I was. I'm so excited to be, a better wife, mother, daughter, sister, in-law, friend, and child of God.