Casey Spitnale

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March 25, 2014

March Sadness

For awhile my bracket this year in the March Madness ESPN Tournament was ranked high. I was getting so many right. Now it looks like I am on the downhill… I guess everyone is though.

Lately I have just felt sad. Not because I picked SF Austin to beat Florida and they didn’t even make it to the Sweet Sixteen, but I have just felt sad for lots of reasons. My heart has been shedding tears all winter and now it feels like crying.

Winter has been beating me up. Not only has winter hit me hard, it still not over. Last night I was outside watching pigs load into a trailer and I thought “Why is it so cold out, its practically spring.” Turns out its supposed to snow today or tomorrow. It’s just depressing.

There just seems to be a countless list that has been building of things that have not gone my way. I tell God everyday, “Help me out … just a little bit.” I know he hears me. Sometimes knowing is enough, but I still feel like I am bound to break.

This March I have been really busy. Lots of work to do and very little time. It does keep me distracted from the sadness hovering over me, but I really hope this fog clears up soon and a brighter day warms and drys my heart.

Every once in awhile I know you feel sad too. If you live in NW Ohio I bet we are in the same boat. In all of our sadness let us not forget how blessed we are. Counting our blessings maybe some cliche way of getting through tough times, but lately Gods gifts and blessings seem to be all I have got going for me.

Isaiah 12:2 Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the LORD JEHOVAH is my strength and my song; he also is become my salvation.

God is my crutch today. I woke up at 3:30 a.m. and have just been floating around not able to sleep.

So if you feel sad just remember. Summer is on its way. God won’t let us down. I know it.


February 28, 2014

Should We Rearrange The Kingdom?

A few weeks ago a pastor at my church posted this on his facebook…


“God has called us to BUILD His Kingdom…NOT rearrange it”

That put into words what I have been thinking for a long time. In fact, I wrote a post awhile ago about how scary churches can be…

A church is a group of believers used to worship God. But often thats some of the least of what happens. Often instead of worshiping God we are judging the other believers… even the new ones. Which is wrong. Really wrong.

God sent us onto earth to build his kingdom.

We are in a state of delusion because we don’t realize how important our mission is. If God sent you to get a gallon of milk on your way home, you surely would grab milk on you way home, right? You may even buckle it up just to be sure you give it to God and fulfill his request. I would even buy 3 different gallons just to be sure if he doesn’t like 2% I have fat-free and all those others that taste bad. Almond Milk – I am still wondering how? Just how?

But God didn’t ask us to bring home the milk. He asked us to deny ourselves, take up our cross, and die daily. And we still don’t understand how important our mission is…

Obviously people leave churches. Lots of people think about leaving their church years before they actually do. Sometimes leaving is the right thing to do. But most of the time its wrong. Most people never even say they are leaving they just stop showing up.

“Where’s the ______ family?”

“Well turns out they didn’t agree with _______ and left for ______ church.”

Should we continue to allow ourselves to rearrange the Kingdom of God?

If our needs are not met we leave a church. There is plenty of church happy meals down the road that will fill my needs. There are 50+ churches in Defiance, Ohio.

churches-in-defiance-ohioNow you can say we can never have enough Jesus!!! But some countries only have one church ever 50 miles… leaving a church would require you to leave your home and move.

If we can’t get along with other Christians how are we going to build His Kingdom?

We don’t understand how important our mission is. 

I want to see churches working together. One blood saved all. Instead of the competition, instead of the dirty looks, and the judging … why not build HIs Kingdom together? If we cannot get our hometown to be in one accord fighting together what good is it to spread our gospel out to other communities? If we cannot work together because of our own child thoughts, I know the Devil will no trouble splitting us apart.

One day I really hope to see Catholics, Methodist, Baptist… everyone… working together to build the Kingdom together. If we never understand the importance of what our mission is, we will continue to keep fighting small battles alone. We may win a battle, but we will never win the war.


There is a biblical way of leaving a church. If you leave or are leaving a church do it in love, forgiveness, and unity. (John 13:34-35; Colossians 3:13; John 17:21-23) Never do it with bitterness or division. (Ephesians 4:31-32).

February 6, 2014

How God Gave Us Lora.


My wife gave birth to my first daughter Lora Carol Spitnale. I have two sons so having a daughter was a big surprise to the both of us. Which she was… A surprise. My wife and I countless times just believe we were destined to have all boys.

The day started around 4 am when my wife was having cramps. This  meant that we were most likely having the baby. I rolled out of bed and grabbed all the bags we packed. I woke up Luke and Harrison. They both were little angels. I told them “Mommy is having the baby today we have to go to MiMi Rowans.” They both gently woke up saying “okay!”

Once everything was loaded we took off towards Bryan, Ohio. My wife and I prayed to have the baby before the storm hit. The weather man was expecting 812 inches. Everything was starting at 6 pm. We didn’t want to end up stuck in Auburn, Indiana with a new born in the blizzard. We also didn’t want to drive home and put the baby in harms way with all this snow.

We left it in Gods hands.

Around 9 Tris was really ready to leave for the hospital. We called the midwife and told her we were on our way.

Around 10:45 we pulled into the birthing center.

Around 11:20 I helped my wive into the birthing tub.

Around 11:30 Everything was almost ready. The midwife said the nurse was on her way.

I was hungry by this point. Just because my wife was having a baby didn’t mean I had to starve myself. I left her side for a brief moment.

Around 11:35 I came back and my wife complained about my breath. I just had some Chex Mix and there is some onion flavor in them. So the midwife just said “Hey, I am going to get some Altoids for myself. I will get you some too.” So the midwife left. Tris turned to me and said she had to push and get the midwife back in here. I stood up and the midwife was at the door. “She is ready to push” I said.

Around 11:37 I got back behind my wife and she was already pushing. The head popped out. The midwife was in a panic notifying a nurse to get here. She didn’t have her gloves on yet and was in a rush to get them on. The entire time she was quickly getting ready she calmly encouraged Tris without putting any stress on my wife.

11:38 The midwife had her last glove on, Tris was pushing, the baby was born. Lora Carol Spitnale.

God takes care of all of us in different ways. My entire week up to Lora’s birth was miserable. I had the worst luck. Whatever I did, took twice as long and I had to work twice as hard to do it. But God gave us Lora before the storm. We made it home safely before the snow hit. We were safe. The baby was healthy. Everything was perfect.

Even when I was upset and told God I just cannot believe I feel this unloved. The next day he gives me Lora. My daughter.

There is really something about the sun and how it keeps on shining.

January 7, 2014

Winter 2014

I just realized I haven’t posted in awhile. Sorry.

The start of 2014 has been all about winter. Yesterday I drove our tractor out of our barn while the weather reported -40 degree windshield. Was not fun. I had to plow out my driveway and drive to the hog barn and plow out the hog barn.

The only thing is that I had no diesel. Dad left me on empty. So I was afraid of breaking down … but I didn’t.

While driving to the barn I saw the sun rise and took this photo.

Driving to the Hog Barn.It was really cold. I was bundled up pretty tight. The only thing I could think of is how blessed I was to even have a tractor to get to the pigs.

God really humbles us in ways we never imagine. This John Deer tractor has been in my family for years. My grandpa drove this tractor, my dad drove this tractor, and I have driven this tractor ever since I was 12 years old. Looking at the tractor you’d think its on its last legs. You would see its rust. You’d see its scars. But when I turn the key … it runs like brand new.

When I was 12 I was terrified to turn the key. What has scared me in the past has now turned into something I rely on daily. How blessed I am to be able to safely get out of this blizzard. How blessed I am I to have a warm home to live in.

In the middle of this blizzard we are having, I cannot help but think I have got way more than I deserve from a God you I feel I daily let down.


October 26, 2013

First Week As A Pig Farmer


So about a year or so ago my dad wanted to build a modern hog barn or a modern pig barn. You know the huge buildings that cost an insane amount to build and can hold lots of pigs. We started to have family discussions about pig farming and we all had no idea what we were getting into.

I was living in Dayton, Ohio and I was asked to manage the day to day at the farm. This would require me to move back home to the farm and leave my job in Dayton. After prayer and lots of conversations with my wife we decided to move back home.


In no time at all we had the building built and hogs coming through the door.


It has now been 1 week since we opened the doors and here is what I have learnt so far.

  1. Baby pigs love it warm, and you have to work with it warm in the building. I love warm weather so I enjoy the 81-83 degree heat, but I sweat like a pig!
  2. Love each pig the same. I have small pigs and medium sized pigs. Then I have the pigs that are a pretty good size. Some weak pigs need more attention, but I want them all to survive and I want all them to have a chance to grow into healthy, hogs for the owner.
  3. It is hard work. At the end of the day, you feel you have done something. When ever pig is fed and watered and their tummies are full they will pile in the center of the pen and fall asleep. It’s a good feeling to know your pigs are happy and you did your job.
  4. Be Flexible. Right before writing this point the propane company called and told me they needed to shut the propane off for a few minutes. Well that meant I had to re-light each brooder heater which took me an hour to light and set everything back to normal. Just be available, the pigs need you just as much as you need them.
  5. Work with family. So far my sisters, brother, father, mother, and even my pregnant wife and kids have been out helping. It’s fun to work together and the barn is part of our family now. Yeah, there have been the arguments but we are all learning how to do this together.hog-farm-sunset
  6. The sunrise & sunset is always amazing in the country. 
  7. Have other things to do. So far I have been really busy. But not too busy since I have had help from family. I keep a timesheet of what I do during the day because I run a business out of my home while I am doing the pig farm. It was really funny because I have 2 hours on the farm in the morning then 1 hour working on a new secret project for GE Capital. Then back to the farm, and back to GE. Comparing the two jobs you would think … “Man of course I would love to work on that type of high-end project!” Well I Really Really Do! But there is still something about taking care of these pigs that brings another type of joy to my heart.

Thousands of people will be fed because of these pigs. The meat will be around millions of conversations at family meals. I am not the one who puts the food on the table. I am the one who raised the pigs healthy, happy, and with a full heart. I am a hog farmer.

September 10, 2013

I will pay in blood … but not my own.

We all need deeper meaning. A deeper relationship or a deeper thought. Something that is said way down deep is more meaningful. We all are hard-headed and ignore the basics because the basics are not as deep as we want.

Sometimes we are unhappy with listening to people talk about God because its “too basic” or its a “beginners class.” Most of us think we are past being a baby Christian, but we really are not past it at all. If God ranked Christians then people with the title of pastor would be more important … but they are not. In reality, we all fall short, we all want to think we have it together even if we don’t.

Once we reach the stage of “I am too smart for basic Christianity” we end up judging others and even judging ourselves. We start to believe we can take time off from serving. We start to believe in deeper biblical meaning. We nerd up our glasses and start saying things like … “You may think God say this but really I have done the research and may biblical scholars believe he is saying this.” I honestly cannot tell you how many times I have been told by other Christians how my thought process on the bible is wrong because there is a deep meaning. There might be … I might just not be smart enough to understand.

Matthew 4:4

4 Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.

Deuteronomy 8:3 and Luke 4:4 say the same thing.

We all want a deeper meaning. The basics say different. We all want to deny ourselves, but we all know most of us will never lay down our lives like God did. We say “I will die to myself like Christ, I will pay in blood” but end up whispering ” … but not my own.” We end up over-thinking everything and believing Christianity is more than just serving God and others.

It’s been over a week out of the ministry I have served in. I am starting to feel terrible. I really need to get something going. If you think of me, pray that God will open doors for me to serve him more.

September 2, 2013

Day Two: The Inside & The Outside

It’s been two days since I quit my job to start a business and work freelance full-time in the middle of nowhere. I left Nova on friday and cried most of the way home. Why you may ask? Well, to answer that in the shortest way possible … I left family. Most people really never find a job they can love, grow, and feel wanted. I found that job right out of college and I left it to live closer to my wife’s and I parents. Honestly, it was the hardest decision I have ever made.

Day One was filled with unpacking, talking, catching up, and more unpacking.

Day Two started with church. Something I have been really worried about. We visited Branch Christian Fellowship in Paulding, Ohio. I had a great time there and the service was honest and true. We ate lunch with the Cramers and watched Luke play with tools and their dog Co-Co.

After a great lunch my wife and I headed to our farm to check the process of you pig barn. Our barn is being built now right next to where I grew up. It’s really, really big. Photos will not do it justice, but here are a few.

Me in front of our modern pig barn.

Me in front of our modern pig barn.

Me behind our pig barn

Me behind our pig barn

Me in front of our pig barn.

Me in front of our pig barn.

The pit.

The pit.

My wife and I stopped at my grandma’s to pick apples. Surprizingly, my grandma never had apples until this year. It’s was a totally a new thing to do on the farm. It was a good time for me and my wife to talk about things and enjoy each others company while our kids napped at my parents house.


Spitnale Apple Tree

Spitnale Apple Tree

Collecting apples after 10 minutes

Collecting apples after 10 minutes

Well Day Two of quiting my job is over. Onto day 3. Lots of work and lots of apples to take care off.

August 25, 2013

Comfort & Chaos

Years ago I realized I cannot plan my life. I wanted to fulfill dreams that I desired and wishes that I wanted reality. I loved planning my life because in my mind, everything is perfect. In my mind, everything is exactly in place. In my mind, the thoughts in my head are exactly what I want my life to be like.

But God has other plans.

Every-time I plan, every-time I dream, every-time I think about what I should do in my future, God somehow puts a spin on my life that I didn’t plan on and nothing turns out the way I wanted.

Tonight I was talking with a friend via text messages. Nothing in his life is going the way he wants. Nothing in his relationship with women is on track. His friendships are not where he wants them and he just left his job over summer to head back to school with no future foreseeable income. He believes his life isn’t were it should be. What he envisions in his mind is what is perfect. If everything he thought would happen his way, he would be happy. He wouldn’t be stressed.

God doesn’t let us decide what life is like so why are we so busy planning what it should be?

All we can do is live day to day and be thankful for what we have. Everything else is just a dream.

August 7, 2013

Back to Myrtle Beach


Tomorrow we leave for Myrtle Beach.

I can say this is a needed vacation. More than any other vacation I have ever needed. This one is on top of the needed chart.

Once you get older you must have to have a vacation because your stress level increases to the point you may explode. Maybe thats why people explode all the time…


August 7, 2013

Should I go to church?

Should I Go To Church

Something I am struggling with is the word church. I am moving in a few months and will be leaving the current church family I have. I have talked with a few close friends about this, and I am not the only one with this struggle.

Now it seems there is a church ever 2 miles in Dayton. In Defiance, there seems to be a church popping up every month. What does this mean? Why are people continually leaving their churches for others, or starting their own church? Did God call you to build a church on the same block as another church? Did God call you to be a competitive in religion?

Honestly I do not have answers or a clue what is going on. I have attended churches that I loved and, on the other hand, I have been to churches I have no connection with. What should you get from a church? What do I need?

If I say there is only one way to heaven …

John 14:6 says, Jesus said to him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me”

I am correct in saying there is only one way. So, if there is only one way to heaven why is there 100 churches in every city. If there is only one way to heaven why does every church put their “spin” on the bible? Why go to church when the neighbors of the church do not even attend the church next door to their homes? Think about your neighbor … do they attend church? If not, why not invite them over? Maybe have “church” in you living room.

I am terrified of joining a church. Maybe I shouldn’t be scared. I am just saying how I feel. I feel scared. I feel if I join a church then that labels me as a member. Members of a church continue to be members … until they leave. Then when members leave a church they are non-members or outsiders. But if you leave a church, it doesn’t mean you are not a Christian, it just means you are not a member.

What is the point? The church I attended in high school is still having about the same amount of people attending it – as when I left. The church I attended in college is still there with the same members. The church I just left has had the same amount of members for the last 5 years. Some people come and then some leave.

When I was growing up I started to notice adult drama in church. Believe it or not, high school isn’t the only place with drama. Once people are in a building together they begin to notice each other. The issue that is bother me today is once people start to notice each other, notice each others flaws and characters, once they start to notice favorites and left-outs, and once people start to get involved in making any decision themselves and not notice GOD, the church is no longer useful.

I was judged because I had an offensive t-shirt on by our associate pastors wife. “I sure hope that is not your t-shirt.” This judgmental lady of the cross said to me.

“Yes it is.” I responded.

Judging what I wore that day she notice me and my sketchy shirt, instead of noticing what God was doing. I wore the shirt because my best friend passed away a few weeks before that day and we both bought matching shirts together. I was junior in high school, grieving my closest friends death and she was in church. She could of took the time to talk to me about my shirt. Maybe shed a tear with me. Could of … you know?

I am 28 years old and terrified of finding a new church because I am not perfect, I am not better than anyone. I read my bible, but I still don’t. I pray but not enough. I keep it together well, but I am still as vulnerable as I was that day in church my junior year. I don’t want to be judged, I want God.

These are just my thoughts today. Obviously church is important to me and my family. I am just looking for God to open a door to the right church for me.

If you are thinking of “Should I go to church?”


Proverbs 27:17 says, Iron sharpens iron, and one man sharpens another.

Hebrews 10:25 says, Not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.

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