August, 2016

To raise world changers, it takes faith

August 25, 2016 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

It came in a visit by phone. “I’m so afraid,” she said, my bubbly friend, “that he won’t go on to college.” And this, too, “What’s your son doing next?” I knew what she was asking. “Now that your son is back from the World Race, what’s he got planned for the ‘after?’” And my thoughts […]

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Born to cheer, free to be me

August 24, 2016 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

She was born for it, really. All of her young life, she’d looked up to those girls; they with the long, long legs and the pom-poms waving high. Tiny herself, and limber, she’d swept the limbo competition in her first and second grade classes. Built for gymnastics, she could almost do the splits just on […]

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When you’ve done a jerky thing

August 22, 2016 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

  It was rare, really, for it to occur. His mother, had she believed in things astrological, might have said that he’d been born under the sign of the sun. Not holding to charts by the stars or the foretelling of the future by any such means, she would say, when pressed, that he’d been […]

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If you’re in a season of stirring, that’s good!

August 17, 2016 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

I’d prefer this to be a Wordless Wednesday, but when the Spirit stirs, I must obey… Sitting here, typing away at my stack of reports, nudge comes, and I know; someone somewhere (maybe you?) needs to hear it. And here we go. In Sesame Street parlance, the “word on the street” today is stirring. This […]

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For ‘square pegs’ in a ’round-hole world,’ there’s hope

August 16, 2016 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

It’s that time. Last week, my newsfeed blew up with those first-day-of-school photos. Mine included. “I cannot lie,” I told my friends. “Every year I feel like throwin’ down tack strips to keep those buses from comin’ back. I sure do miss the guys.” I meant that. Now, my newsfeed’s blowin’ up again, this time with […]

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For the care and keepin’ of soul-stars, His eyes

August 5, 2016 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

In the twilight, they’re blinkin’. Across The Three, waaaayyy back by the fence row, the fireflies are sparkin’, throwin’ light-flashes up in the dark. Behind me, Mister’s hammerin’ up a white sheet on the barn, and I’m fixin’ to throw out the peelin’s. We’ve got a crowd comin’ over, and these kids have been runnin’ […]

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For the stammerin’ unqualified, just follow

August 1, 2016 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

In the middle of a busy workday, reports stacking up like planes over Atlanta, I feel compelled to stop. And to share a quick word, to break Bread of Life, to dispense daily manna that’s been placed in my basket. Like a young boy once did with five fish, with two loaves… This word today […]

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