Faith, Fields, and Down-Home Grace

We moved to Texas when I was 13, and I wanted a name change. I had been trying to get my friends and family to…

Carving out time in our busy society is quite a challenge. In our social-media-absorbed culture, many of us feel the need to keep up with…

Anyone who has spent the slightest amount of time in the south knows what it’s like to step outside and wonder if lungs are capable…

We live in a world that has become weakened by rebellion. Moral values have become subjective and religion, especially Christianity, has been deemed “evil”. People…

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.