I will drop him off at the airport and make the treacherous (that's what it's become anyway) drive back to Springfield where I will meet my family. My brother, Ben, is supposed to fly out of Springfield next Monday morning to go to Nicaragua with a group from CCH, and my family will be seeing him off.
From there, I will stay with my family and go to my much needed chiropractic appointment before I head off to the unknown in OKC. We still haven't heard where we will be living or anything of the sorts. Some days it's frustrating, but others I know that God is in control and He's teaching us to trust Him through all of this. He's keeping us out of our comfort zone, and I'm okay with that. Many people would be freaking out at this point, but we're not.
This was God's plan to begin with, and it's His plan through the entire process.
In the last couple of days, I've started my list of books to read, list of wedding gifts to create for one of my best friends, and a list of more apartments to look at in the STL area. We had originally picked out a place to live during our last weekend visit to the area, but have decided to keep looking. We might actually find a place that has light fixtures in every room and ceiling fans. Then again, we may not. But we're gonna give it a shot.
Christmas was wonderful. We had Christmas with Tyler's family on the 18th which was a good weekend. I had never been to the Plaza in KC before, and we went to eat at the Cheesecake Factory. It was delish. The lights were pretty, but it just seemed like a glorified outside mall. Later, when I told my dad this, he agreed. Ha. I really am like him. It was a good experience, though.
We packed up and moved our belongings to Lamar on the 23rd, and stayed with my parents for Christmas weekend. It was neat to have Christmas on a Sunday morning. I was young the last time it was on a Sunday and all I remember was thinking, "I can't wait to get home to open presents." This year it was different. Us kids are grown up, and it was neat to get to worship our God before opening gifts. We even had a very nice lunch prepared by my momma. The ham was sooooo good!
Tyler was officially inducted (or hazed as my brothers said) into our family, as he was the one that got to read the Christmas story this year. It's a family tradition to read the Christmas story out of the Bible before we open gifts. It's a great way that my parents could remind us (more when we were younger) that Christmas isn't about presents. It's about the one Gift who came to save the world.
That night we had most of the Bunton family over at our house. It was neat because Tyler and I won't be at Bunton Christmas this year. I was glad to see everyone one last time before we move to Oklahoma. Tyler's parents and sister even came down spontaneously (I think the Bunton's are rubbing off on them :]).
We're very blessed. Even when we're homeless and don't have a clue about what the future will hold, we are blessed. God has given us what we need at the time we need it. For that, we are thankful.