dear emily,
my precious daughter in law and i were watching crazy utube make-up
tutorials last night. don't do it! they are completely addicting, kind of
like bill gothard chalk talks but without the spiritual lesson.
anyway, the next morning i thought i would try to follow the make up guy's
tips. i was hoping for jennifer aniston, believing for judy dench, but landed
on bozo the clown. my face was a lovely orange shade of pretend, my eyes
were as dark as the zombies my friend brenda likes, and my mouth was 'nude'
as death.
the moral of the story: color glows best from hearty souls not painted faces.
love,
lea
ps. "and Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his
finger . . . if any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw
a stone." john 8:6,7