Sisters, sleep, and a revelation

Well, my sister got into Portland the other night. It's great to see her! I really missed my family and all that. I think she's kind of bored here. I guess that kind of tends to happen when its debrief week and you weren't a part of the thing that needs debriefing. She's also stressed for some reason or another. We got into a little inconsequential argument today. I think it was just stress levels.



I'm also still jet-lagged. I totally thought I'd be over it by now. I guess not apparently. It sucks not eing ale to nap more than 20 mintues. I'm forcing myself to eat at proper times. I'm not really actually going to bed at decent times, though. That's probably not good for me, but I'll live.



Last night, I shared a little bit about Cambodia with the local youth group. I surprised myself by the passion that ended up showing. I just remembered the hundreds of kids that we fed and the looks on their faces as we dished out their gruel. It was such unapatizing meal, and yet, they were so grateful. I remembered the rescued girls that we were able to take out for their first nice lunch ever. I was there. That's just a fraction of what I experianced. And it all came rushing back.

God revealed something to me just recently. I am beautiful. Stunning, in fact. While there is something on the outside, there's a special beauty on the inside. A certain something that make people want to talk to me. It makes people want to come to me. It makes people feel good. At the same time, it is a brand of beauty that not all can not only appreciate, but even point out. It's something that God has put inside of me to set me apart. Physical beauty is not hard to come by, not that I don't have my share, but there is something different about me. Something that not your average run of the mill girl next door has. It's God. It's a visable God in my every day life. He is shown even in the way I carry myself. God rocks. I love God. And believe it or not, I've finally come to love myself.