March, 2015

When Love comes calling, the crippled walk

March 31, 2015 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

It said one thousand words, that photograph, coming through the newsfeed.  On the windswept plains, a tableau unfolds, drawing the eye, catching the heart. To the right, an empty wheelchair, child size, petite. To the left, a family waits–mother, father and sisters two. They’re leaning forward, arms outstretched, smiling and beckoning to another. In the […]

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Tomorrow’s church, here today

March 25, 2015 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

It was the final night. For four days, the campus had been hopping, tides of people–men, women and children, swelling, then receding, only to return the following day. This year, the adult track had featured something different, a “Wise Sage Series.” Instead of one evangelist, we’d had four. And the youth–oh, the youth, they were […]

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Letters from a Friend: Be-ing first, then do-ing

March 17, 2015 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

This is the fourth installment in the series, “Letters from a Friend.” Dear friend, The word for today is be-ing. Just as Elmo and his friends on that one special street had their own “word on the street,” this one’s yours. Be-ing. I feel the need to tell it to you because of how easy […]

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In ordinary days, “soul baristas”

March 13, 2015 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

Standing at the counter, I inhale it. The scent of espresso ribbons around me. If I could bottle this aroma, I think to myself, I’d be rich. From my spot at the counter, I hear it. The clink and the thrum of this bustling place. Door whooshes, coffee spurts and a barista chirps cheerful at […]

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Growing up, some sweet day

March 10, 2015 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

I’m a country mouse. On the windswept prairie where Indians once roamed and buffaloes wallowed, that’s where I grew up. It was in a simple country church on simple hardwood pews that we received The Word of the Lord from stolid country pastors. That’s how I grew up. There, on a simple Kansas farm, wheat […]

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Letters from a Friend: Living, not existing

March 3, 2015 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

It was at last week’s Thursday night service. One, two, three, four…nine souls, born fresh and anew, stepping up in obedience and faith. For each one, two questions:  “Who is Jesus to you?” And, “Why do you want to be baptized?” It was the old, gray-haired lady, frame marked by the passing of time, and […]

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