Missy's physical beauty was apparent to all, and her physical presence, an aura of sweetness almost, accompanied her as she entered a place. People noticed and were attracted to Missy, a reaction of which she herself had very little awareness.

Yet this physicality meant nothing as her life here on earth ended so abruptly.

Missy's outward beauty lost any vestige of shallow meaning it ever might have possessed in that moment of sudden violence. Her soft milky skin, delicate hands, and radiant beauty gave way as if they mattered not at all. In their place the inward beauty that Missy possessed - a heart that desired to follow God - was left.

That, in the end, will be the measure of us all.