October, 2011

Why “story” matters

October 31, 2011 Rhonda Schrock encouragementfaithstory

We were nearly home when it happened.  There in the dark, rolling down the highway, we got to the meat; the heart; the place where the rubber, proverbially speaking, meets the road. We’d traveled to another town to hear a concert with friends, and it was on the way home that the conversation took a […]

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Why "story" matters

October 31, 2011 Rhonda Schrock encouragementfaithstory

We were nearly home when it happened.  There in the dark, rolling down the highway, we got to the meat; the heart; the place where the rubber, proverbially speaking, meets the road. We’d traveled to another town to hear a concert with friends, and it was on the way home that the conversation took a […]

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Shot (at) with your own gun? That’s a shame

October 28, 2011 Rhonda Schrock braveryburglarythief

In more distressing community news… How embarrassing.  If there’s a code of honor among thieves, this flouted all the rules. In the NAFNB (National Association of Friendly Neighborhood Burglars) handbook, section D7531.2, it clearly reads, “Never, ever allow victim to disarm you.  Being dispatched into the hereafter (or even merely shot at) with one’s own […]

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Shot (at) with your own gun? That’s a shame

October 28, 2011 Rhonda Schrock braveryburglarythief

In more distressing community news… How embarrassing.  If there’s a code of honor among thieves, this flouted all the rules. In the NAFNB (National Association of Friendly Neighborhood Burglars) handbook, section D7531.2, it clearly reads, “Never, ever allow victim to disarm you.  Being dispatched into the hereafter (or even merely shot at) with one’s own […]

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Faith to live, faith to die

October 27, 2011 Rhonda Schrock dyingfaithliving

Lying in bed this morning, thinking over the week so far, my thoughts traveled to Florida where friends of ours are gathering around a sick bed even now.  A father is dying of cancer, and they’re preparing to say goodbye. It was only a couple of weeks ago as they shared their hearts in class […]

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Faith to live, faith to die

October 27, 2011 Rhonda Schrock dyingfaithliving

Lying in bed this morning, thinking over the week so far, my thoughts traveled to Florida where friends of ours are gathering around a sick bed even now.  A father is dying of cancer, and they’re preparing to say goodbye. It was only a couple of weeks ago as they shared their hearts in class […]

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One thousand, one, and one – why counting matters

October 25, 2011 Rhonda Schrock 10/24/11 Goshen News column

Note:  This “Grounds for Insanity” column was published in the 10/24/11 edition of The Goshen News.  Perhaps you’ll count, too? The trees outside my window are turning.  Brilliant oranges and yellows mingle with greens.  Golden leaves blanket the lane, looking for all the world like a calendar picture. Driving home beneath the crisp blue of […]

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One thousand, one, and one – why counting matters

October 25, 2011 Rhonda Schrock 10/24/11 Goshen News column

Note:  This “Grounds for Insanity” column was published in the 10/24/11 edition of The Goshen News.  Perhaps you’ll count, too? The trees outside my window are turning.  Brilliant oranges and yellows mingle with greens.  Golden leaves blanket the lane, looking for all the world like a calendar picture. Driving home beneath the crisp blue of […]

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Burglary on Main (and the thief you can’t see)

October 24, 2011 Rhonda Schrock burglaryrobberythief

In the dark of the night, it came.  In a place unexpected, place of beauty and warmth.  Where peace abides, and joy.  Where friends gather and the writer creates.  Just there where the aroma of coffee and pastries unfurls like ribbons unseen beneath ceilings of tin, past walls of brick, evil came. They’d struck in […]

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Burglary on Main (and the thief you can’t see)

October 24, 2011 Rhonda Schrock burglaryrobberythief

In the dark of the night, it came.  In a place unexpected, place of beauty and warmth.  Where peace abides, and joy.  Where friends gather and the writer creates.  Just there where the aroma of coffee and pastries unfurls like ribbons unseen beneath ceilings of tin, past walls of brick, evil came. They’d struck in […]

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