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 full-grown Ozark chinquapin tree in a sunny meadow, glowing with life and surrounded by lush greenery—symbolizing restoration, resilience, and generational hope.

The Chestnuts and the Hope They Carry

At the dead end of a gravel road in the Ozarks, my wife and I planted two chinquapin seeds—not just trees, but a legacy of hope. Once a dominant tree in these hills, the Ozark chinquapin was wiped out by blight. Now, with careful hands and guarded hope, we’re helping restore what was lost—one seed, one prayer, one season at a time.