Something Noah said last light has been running through my mind all day. He said he couldn't believe I was doing the dishes because Caucasian girls never stick around to do the dishes (: That was funny . . . and then a bit disturbing. Is it really true?? I've never noticed, but if it is, I'm pretty ashamed of it. I know my sisters have servant's hearts--why are we so afraid to demonstrate them?

Anyways, last night was truly a blessing. I've enjoyed getting to know Noah this last year, but I haven't ever talked to him as much as I got to while making dinner. Talking music, work, girls, and life over a pot of boiling oil and sizzling eggrolls can be great fun.

Quite a few people came to Rusty's farewell party. It's so fascinating to see the varriety of people who's lives that guy has touched. As we sat there, all kinds of memories of him started running through my head. It's so strange how sudden the realization of someone's effect on your life becomes when you face the reality of that person leaving. But it was a huge blessing also--I was grateful that I was there to participate in sending him of to a new phase in his personal quest to fulfill God's calling for him.