Bartlesville

This weekend has been a little bit odd to me. I was sort of sad that I couldn't come home this weekend to see all of the homecoming festivities. It's not that I love Bartlesville football or any of that, but I love fall in Oklahoma. Here in College Station it still feels like summer, and I really miss the cool air in an Oklahoma fall. Other than that I was bummed that I didn't get to see Chandler auctioned off at the baseball fundraiser or see him ride in the parade. The other part I missed was getting to see old friends, but especially Autumn. That girl, oh man, where do I start. She is incredible and we have one of the oddest and most beautiful relationships I have ever seen, let alone possessed. We fight hard, love hard and have a level of honesty in our relationship that is priceless to me. She smacks me back in line when I need it and vice versa. 

Outside of missing people and being sad that I didn't get to see some of Chan's cool stuff, I have had a lot of time to reminisce about high school and where the Lord has brought me to at this point in life. Let me start by saying it is incredible and so obvious where the Lord has brought me from and now placed me. He truly saved me from some situations and blessed me in others. God is good, if only I could remember to FULLY trust Him in the midst of life not just in hindsight. 

So, if you're in Bartlesville reading this, know that I am thinking of home and all of the wonderful people and memories that I have made there. I have become exceedingly more grateful for that random little oil town in Northeastern Oklahoma. Oh and you could be praying for some cool weather down here, haha!