Faith, Fields, and Down-Home Grace

A man beaten beyond recognition. A king mocked with a robe of purple and a crown that drew blood instead of honor. Soldiers laughing. Disciples…

Psalm 20 is a song written as a prayer for a king before going into battle. It isn’t a song of triumph and victory, but…

We are remarkably skilled at capturing the better version of ourselves with our cameras. Sometimes even a fake version with the use of filters. We…

In the parable of the tenants (Matthew 21:33–46), Jesus tells of workers who were entrusted with a vineyard. But when the owner sent his servants,…

My name is Nikki. I’m a suburban transplant who now lives a quiet life where morning light spills over pastures and the scent of cow manure fills the air. Between taking care of the home, tending to animals, and nurturing my garden, I’m learning over and over again to lift my eyes up and let God’s grace take over.
Here, I write about the beauty and ache of the everyday moments and ordinary days, about faith that takes root, and about a Savior who meets us in both the noise and the stillness. My prayers is that each story or reflection will point to Jesus so that you, dear reader, will find Him in the middle of your own everyday and ordinary moments.