AI taking over Baseball?

We aren't buying products, WE are the products.

What if some disappearances aren’t tragedies—but mysteries we were never meant to solve? What if, in rare moments, God simply calls someone home in a way that defies explanation?

My dad never fished the easy spots. He’d go where it was harder to reach—down rough paths, through thick brush, into places most people didn’t bother with. And almost every time, that’s where the fish were.

Fewer people. Less pressure. More reward.

Spiritually, it’s not much different.

Yep. I ogt crop-dusted.

Whitfield Cemetery

Sonny Boy Williamson II

Bye Bye Bird

“My dad had a pond smaller than half an acre…
but somehow the bass in that little pond got huge.

Turns out… it wasn’t the size of the pond…
it was what they were being fed.

And I started wondering…
what in my life is growing… just because I keep feeding it?”

My first morning pod episode. After the storm.

When my son was 9, I gave him a GPS so he could see exactly how long it would take for us to get home. It finally answered the age-old kid question: “Are we there yet?”

Watching that countdown made me realize something about us as adults. We may not be sitting in the backseat anymore, but we still ask the same question in life. When things are difficult, uncertain, or taking longer than we expected, we quietly wonder, “God… are we there yet?”

In this short episode, I talk about patience, trust, and how faith means believing that even when we can’t see the destination clearly, God already knows the route—and He’s getting us there right on time. 🙏

Trusting the process of packaging our lives.

Check out this new Podcast For Kids.

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/a-r-k-apostolic-radio-for-kids/id1847978327