R E A D S + R E V I E W S

Some days I miss the strangest things from China. Like today, I started to miss how I use to wash my clothes in the shower, almost every night. I don't even know why I started to miss this. I just did. As I was putting clothes I had just washed into the dryer, I thought about how weird the dryer sounds. All the crackling noises. It sounded foreign to me all of a sudden. Maybe I miss how simple it was to wash my clothes myself, and that I did it, it was something I did that was rewarding. The last week before I left I kept saying how the only thing I wouldn't miss was washing my clothes in China. Now I am eating those words. weird. Although, for the sake of the dryer, I love dryers. The reward is so great! When the clothes are dry you can hug the clothes and its like a heating blanket. Warm clothes. Amazing. Monday was a surprise to me and an amazing night. I met some foreign exchange students, while at Crossroads. I sorta kinda spoke to them in Chinese, and he

Today I appreciate cereal. I have missed it, and am very happy to have it back. I have involuntarily become a morning person since arriving back too. As I type it is 8:34 am, I woke up at 7am. Normally this would not be a very common occurrence for me, but jet lag has messed this all up. The only consolation is that the Today Show around 7 or 8, is actually better than the Today Show at 9 or 10. So I watch. Being up this early, I see what David meant, "He is like the light of morning at sunrise..." When traveling you see a lot of mornings. And to me they are all special. It doesn't matter how long I have slept or if I have slept, His mercies rise with the sun.

I think I just realized, I use the word weird a lot... This is weird that I am writing about my use of the word weird. Although, I think weird is the best word to describe things sometimes. I am home. And it feels weird. I actually don't know why I am writing at this moment because I can't think of the right words to use about the last two months. I will say, however, that God is super special to me and he does make all things new. I feel like being hold up in my room for some days. And I am so ok with doing that. I need to do this. I think the fact that last night, my first night back, was such a rough time tells me I need to be hermit-ish for a while. Lots of things came down on me then. But I really think I was being prayed over, because I felt peace too. Today my head feels fuzzy. My time would normally be 2 am right now. But instead its 2 pm, and I don't think my body believes this at all.