The Heart of a Wellston Tiger:Precious Memories

                            

Many of you know, if you have read my blog posts, that I grew up in a small town, Wellston, Oklahoma.  I loved that town and the people, well most of them.  I have so many good memories and thought that I had better start writing about them before my mind is completely gone.

I grew up on a farm, off of 177, and I remember that when my older brothers got on that bus, to head to school, I wanted to go with them. What was I thinking? Why on earth would I want to go with brothers that were so mean to me?  They loved to throw persimmons at me and make my life crazy.

One of those early memories was at church in Warwick, Oklahoma.  It was a small town with a gas station, a small school house and the church.  That church was planted there by a church in Chandler, Oklahoma, the country seat of Lincoln County.  It was the first church that I remember.  It was the beginning of a life long relationship with my God.  It was at that church where the Word begin to be planted in my heart.

My God is still with me, He will never leave me nor forsake me. He has walked with me through the good and the bad times.  I have many precious memories of His help, His compassion and most of all His love.  

I would like to become like David, who was a man after God's heart! 

Acts 13:22 (NKJV)

22 And when He had removed him, He raised up for them David as king, to whom also He gave testimony and said, ‘I have found David[the son of Jesse, a man after My own heart, who will do all My will.’