God is most certainly a baseball player. Or loves baseball. Or invented it and loves it and basks in the glory of a hot sunny day playing catch. I’m just sure of it. “Why,” you ask? Let me explain. Baseball has a way of reminding me about what’s important. It pulls me back to the “bases” when my heart and mind go wandering around in no man’s land for...

People will disappoint you. It is so very true. We live in a fallen world. So…people sin. People lie. People abandon. People fail. People don’t stay true to their word. People are selfish. People deny. People say things they don’t mean. People have ulterior motives. People fake it. People forget. I am one of those people. My life is evidence of my failure....

OK. So we’re not going to talk about how I haven’t posted a single thing in almost a year and a half. Errr…. starting… now.    I think everyone has a season (or seasons!) of the year that touch their soul in certain and special ways. Springtime is that season for me. I love everything about it. I love raking out my flower beds, grooming and...

So, it happened.  I turned 25.  I found a grey hair and an alarming amount of wrinkles in my new magnified mirror (because that’s what all the old ladies are using these days…).  I am single.  I am loved by a really big God— and nothing is how I imagined it would be at this age.  Nothing. I suppose I stand firm that the older I grow, the less I actually...

The farm I grew up on had an apartment connected to the horse barn that usually housed the “farm hand” that was on staff. As the operations of the full farm died down and my parents assumed ownership of the property, this humble apartment, became a means to bless others.  And that’s exactly what my parents have used it for.  When I was 11, wrapped up in the...