Hey, America!

I'm in a bit of culture shock. I've been home for exactly one week today, and all I want right now is some tomato-egg and rice! Oh, and hot tea of course. Going to the North Chinese restaurant down the street (and across the world) would be nice for joutsa.

Father really taught me alot. He showed me that he loves each one of us - and not just believers. He loves ALL of us. He loves those who worship a false god, he loves those who burn incense to their ancestors. He loves those who live life in fear with superstitions. He loves those who deny him as creator. He loves those who proclaim who he is. All of us, he loves equally. Only a King would do anything for his kingdom...

I feel like i've really matured since being home. In my faith that is (because we all know I'm just a little girl at heart ;]) I can't really explain it... but I have a change and newness about it. Father is doing some good things in my heart that I am finally giving him permission to. It's good.

It's snowy here! They called a snowday when it was 55 degrees outside... and now I'm stuck in my apartment in -20 degree weather. AWESOME. I need some more to do... and I need to clean my room. So I guess it's good I'm cooped up.