Tidied my room today.
Went to Ikea and bought new pink bedsheets as well as a shelf that had to be assembled by hand. Hammered nails in to fix the wooden boards together. Ended up with a sore thumb.
Thought of another carpenter who sweated over boards and nails, knowing that one day one of these would be hammered into his hands and feet.
Felt the sharp points of the nails.
Please bring me back to the basis of my faith in You.