I really do love these people. I am so lucky to have so many friends who feel like family. It is cool how a city, like Waco, can feel like your home within two years. I remember I hated it to much when I first moved. The word “despise” sounds so dramatic and hateful now, but I so clearly remember despising Waco. I did not like the fact that highway 35, a concrete eyesore, ran through the whole city. The lack of trees and the open sky made me feel strangely oppressed and hopeless. I kind of felt I had nowhere to go. But, I have learned the lesson that everyone learns repeatedly throughout their life… that God always provides for where He guides us. I truly feel like Waco is home.
It is going to be interesting, difficult and beautiful to re-learn this lesson a bunch of times throughout my life.