A Place for Dad

My Father’s Heart: The Heart of a Farmer

My father had the heart of a farmer. Thankfully, God made him with a strong work ethic because, believe me, farming takes a lot of work. From early morning to late nights there was always something that needed to be done to maintain the farm, especially a farm with animals. His day would start with… Continue reading My Father’s Heart: The Heart of a Farmer

In The Living Room with Jesus, The Poetry Corner

A Hand to Hold

This poem is dedicated to two men in my life who have held my hand well. My father's were the first hands that held mine and he used them to teach me what God's love truly feels like. From years of milking cows and building our farm his hands were strong and muscular like none… Continue reading A Hand to Hold