Episodes
Craig’s surrounded by pumpkin guts, power tools, and one skeleton that refuses to stand up straight. But somewhere in the chaos of carving twenty pumpkins and building a tiny town in his front yard, he rediscovers what joy looks like
Out here, the sound of harvest isn’t background noise; it’s a reminder that patience, faith, and hard work are still alive and well in the Heartland.
From city sirens to Kansas crickets — Craig shares how his family traded big-city chaos for small-town peace in “The SWAT Team and the Ice Cream Truck.”
Craig reflects on the thin line between anger and hate in the wake of national turmoil. Through Scripture, family stories, and a grounding look at the heartland, he explores how to hold anger without letting it corrode into hate.
Craig’s life lately feels like one long obstacle course. From his wife’s van that only drives in reverse to endless paperwork, flooded basements, and hacked debit cards, every step forward has meant another wall waiting.
When Minecraft becomes a war zone, and air vents turn into battlegrounds, two sisters wage digital warfare across the house. What starts as a sibling squabble stumbles into something deeper about fairness, control, and the sound of stomping in a 100-year-
Craig finds the humor in how a spotless house can turn into chaos one minute later with help from Moses, Noah, and even King David’s kids
You believe in grace—until someone hurts you. Grudges feel safer than forgiveness, but they cost more than we realize. In this episode, Craig gets real about bitterness, mercy that doesn’t come easy, and what Jesus meant when He said, ‘Forgive, or you won
A cartoon dad named Bandit shows up in our living room—and somehow helps me remember grace and the power of a five-minute restart.
Craig pulls back the curtain on what it’s like to be the “safe voice” on Christian radio—on days when he doesn’t even feel safe in his own mind. From chaotic mornings to quiet anxiety, this episode explores the pressure to sound okay, and the surprising f
Trying to make a dinner everyone agrees on? It’s not a meal—it’s a spiritual workout.
Friends walk in. No knock. No warning. Just real life—loud, messy, and maybe exactly how it’s supposed to be.