Today I’m traveling over to the east side to drop Corbin off at my mom’s. She has a new house and she wants us to see it. Sometimes when I think about Channelview, it seems so far away both physically and spiritually; however it is where I was born, and it is where I found a life in, and a love for Jesus. I can’t turn my back on the fact that I owe my gratitude to the place I spent most of my life living. Jesus didn’t try to hide the fact that he was from Nazareth, even when the people were nasty to him there. In this season of Lent, I am trying not to be a person who hides from things anymore. Even though I’m currently a girl in The Woodlands, I will always be Wendy of Channelview.