A wide view of Noah's ark resting on a mist-covered mountain ridge at dawn, surrounded by clouds and soft golden light.

When the Waters Recede

In this Genesis 8 devotion, witness the moment Noah’s ark came to rest on Mount Ararat. Explore God’s faithfulness, the power of waiting, and the beauty of worship after judgment. A powerful reflection on mercy, obedience, and new beginnings.

A close-up of a rusty outdoor faucet dripping water in warm morning sunlight, symbolizing rural life, slow decay, and unseen provision.

When the Well Runs Dry

Before we ever lost a drop, our water was already teaching us something deeper—about gratitude, about provision, and about how easily we take God’s gifts for granted. From rust-stained laundry to a dry well in the Ozarks, this is the story of how we learned to notice the drip before the drought.

Sunlight streams through a misty Ozark forest in early spring.

Ticks, Chiggers, and a Little Slice of Heaven

Living in the Ozarks means battling ticks, chiggers, and rocky lawns—but it’s a life rich with beauty, stillness, and soul. Here’s why the struggle is worth it.

A small Yorkshire Terrier stands on a rugged Ozark outcrop, gazing over a vast landscape of misty hills and deep forests, depicted in the style of a soft, traditional oil painting.

Yorkies Don’t Belong in the Ozarks (But They Don’t Seem to Know It)

In the rugged hills of the Ozarks, where danger lurks under misty woods and hawks ride the skies, a tiny Yorkie stands undaunted. Yorkies Don’t Belong in the Ozarks (But They Don’t Seem to Know It) is a story of small hearts facing a big, wild world — a reminder that courage isn’t measured in pounds or pedigree. Never underestimate a Yorkie.

A rusty mailbox stands beside a gravel road, surrounded by wildflowers and dense Ozark brush.

Faith Between the Hollers and the Highways

The Ozarks are a land of striking beauty and deep divides—where millionaires live just miles from hollers marked by generations of poverty. But through it all, one thread remains: faith. In this reflection on life between the highways and the hills, Pastor Rich Bitterman shares the enduring spirit of the Ozarks and the gospel that still holds it together.

A narrow waterfall cascades in front of a dark cave entrance surrounded by moss-covered rock in the Ozark hills.

Bats in the Bluff: A Tale from the Ozarks

Bats and caves are part of Ozark life. From radar rings in Missouri skies to hidden caverns like Marvel Cave, this vivid story explores the wonder of bats, the mystery of the Lost Valley Trail, and why these quiet creatures matter more than we realize.

A close-up of a silver and white Rooster Tail fishing lure with a red accent, resting on weathered wood in warm, nostalgic lighting.

The Lure That Found Me

Before I ever believed in Christ, I cast a silver Rooster Tail into the waters of Lake Taneycomo and found something deeper than a trout strike—something sacred. This story isn’t just about the perfect lure; it’s about a moment that whispered of eternity long before I understood what I was hearing.

A fog-covered Ozark trail winding through a forest of tall trees, where the mist obscures the distance and softens the morning light.

Where God Walks Slow

In the Ozarks, beauty comes quietly—through morning mist, filtered sunlight, and the hush of water over rock. This reflection on walking woodland trails becomes a journey of the soul, revealing the sacred in the ordinary and the God who meets us in stillness. When the world gets loud, come walk where God walks slow.