That Cat is Judging Me (When I Let Myself be Defined by My Sin)

Sometimes God really likes to hit us over the head with His metaphors.

Recently, one of the freshman girls who I work with, who I’ve had the pleasure of calling a friend,  offered to share her Indian heritage with some of us in the building. She asked if she could give us all henna artwork, and it was absolutely beautiful! (My biggest regret is forgetting to snap a picture!) I felt so appreciated and honored that she would offer to do that with me. And it was honestly so much fun! Imagine the best manicure you’ve ever had, only better! When she finished, I had a beautiful henna tattoo that wrapped around my fingers and up my left arm.

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