Tabitha Caplinger

I feel like given the timing of this post, especially coming the day after the presidential debate, that I should be talking about politics and patriotism or some such thing. That I should share my opinion on National Anthem protests and police shootings. I'm not going to. Don't get me wrong, I have opinions, big ones, sassy ones. But at the end of the day my opinions won't change anything...grace will. I'm not talking about kindness or patience with each other, though those

Christmas is supposed to be a merry time. Its supposed to be all about joy and giving and hope. But it occurrs to me that while I am wrapping gifts and baking cookies and decking the halls, not everyone is so joyful. Some are grieving. Some are lonely. And some have simply lost hope. The dictionary defines hope as, "the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best:" If that is hope a lot of us lack it. Maybe just for a day but unfortuantely

As many of you may know I recently spent nine days in Delhi. I went in with a lot of anxiety. I was worried about being so far away from my family, I was worried about the dangers that might be awaiting me in this new place. I spent the two weeks prior to the trip fervently praying about whether or not I should even embark on this little adventure (and kind of asking God to let me off the hook). Obedience doesn't always feel good after all. But even when it is difficult it is

I wrote a book. And its being published by an actual publisher. I'm still very excited about this. A few years ago I had this notion that I should write a book. I know a lot of people have that notion, there are a lot of books. Being a youth pastor I also had this idea that if a minister was going to write a book it had to be a devotional. I saw writing as much a part of my ministry as preaching or counseling and to me that equated to non-fiction Bible studies. So when this s