Home Is Where the Heart Is!

Wad Up!

I want to try and blog more…I know…I know… a lot of people including myself have said that countless times…

This certain thing has been on my mind lately as friends graduate or go away for the summer.

Houston…or Belton…I love both places…and both are really really different.

Houston…family… I love my family no matter how crazy, messed up, or vulgar they are. Home of the Astros and Rockets of course… my beloved teams. Downtown is fun. Sagemont Church, the place where I came to know Christ and my best friends. (Chris Brewster, Cj Heald and the Walkers!)

Belton…Mary Hardin Baylor… I know God had me there for a reason. I love the people that are there. From the administration to the students. Heck! It’s where I met some of my dear friends like Daniel Rowe, Jennifer Walker and Katy Bumpus. They are amazing people who I can and have share anything/everything with. (Don’t be offended that I didn’t put your name down…for real!) First Baptist Church, my new church home and place of employment. It’s a great place. There is so much community there. The college ministry there is unbelievable.

People often ask me, “What am I going to do after I (potentially) graduate in August?” “Where am I going to live?”

As crazy as it sounds…right now…i’d say Belton. Belton just feels like home to me. Houston is where I grew up but in the past 4 years…Houston was a place I went for 3 or 4 months out of the year. It doesn’t feel like home. Even my own house doesn’t feel like home…Greyson has taken over my old room. I feel like an outsider at my church. Don’t get my wrong I don’t expect doves to be released and rose pedals on the ground when I walk in to the  sanctuary.

My aunt use to get mad at me when I called Belton home. But I do feel like its home…