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For a higher FSI, up your CSI (a little bit of help from The Curly One)

January 11, 2018 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

“I’m a straight-haired girl trapped in a curlyhead’s body.” That’s what I said to The Mister the other day. Blast if that guy can’t put a roll-of-the-eyes note in a world-class humph. After showing me the whites of his eyes for a solid count of 10, he snapped back, “You’re a curlyheaded girl trapped in […]

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Why I have no competition (and you don’t have to, either)

January 10, 2018 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

“You are never competing.” That’s what he said just this morning to Curled-Up Girl on the couch in her jammies. And with that, he pointed *Big Red toward the office, and he was gone. “He” is my handsome, bald-headed husband. The Curled-Up Girl? That’s me. Thirty years into this marriage adventure, I am amazed at where we’re […]

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About loneliness, sowing and holy discontent

January 2, 2018 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

A quick word at the new year’s beginning for someone who’s readin’ this and feels lonely… One day when I was out runnin’ my three, I was thinkin’ on some folks close to me that’ve been just hammered with loneliness. “Why,” I remember sayin’ to Papa that day, “if you’ve given humans these needs, then […]

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To raise world changers, it takes faith

December 27, 2017 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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Why Christmas is for nobodies

December 19, 2017 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

I’m taking a strategic break from social media right now with plans to savor the season. But as I slip away, I want to leave you with this… I’m thinkin’ an awful lot about Mary these days. How she was a nobody from nowhere who hadn’t done anything, really. Or not that anyone knew. But in her […]

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Full healing, heaven’s hope, one sweet day

December 8, 2017 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

On this cold, December day, winter’s chill nibbles my toes. Huddled beneath a down blanket, mug of hot coffee tucking warm in my hands, I look up. Overhead, a star winks and twinkles, caught all a-tangle in the maple’s barren limbs. Out back just across the back 40, dawn’s breaking, light’s peaking, casting a full […]

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In an hour of darkness, Love walks toward the pain

November 30, 2017 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

In the season of light, I can feel it. Where our tree holds out its arms, lights a-twinkling on its branches, the darkness presses in. Outside my window, the Holy Family sits, hushed, in a neighbor’s yard. Their figures glow golden in the night, and my thoughts return to Bethlehem. To a stable, a manger, a birth. Birth […]

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“And it came…to pass”

November 2, 2017 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

The lights are low. In the center of the stage, a man is preachin’. One by one, he’s bringin’ up parishioners with one, simple question: “What is your favorite verse?” From the Shepherd’s Psalm to the Book of John, they, each one, share their best. And then he calls on John. At 92, he’s a […]

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How communication is spelled to your man (hint: it’s a three-letter word)

October 30, 2017 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

  This morning, I want to speak a quick, encouraging word to the one of you-all who’s struggling with sex. Yup, I said it. So buckle up. If there is one area my husband and I have struggled with, it is this one. God (I can tell you) has done so very much work in […]

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Dear Mr. President, Sometimes ‘freedom’ isn’t, actually (and the dish that could bring some world peace)

October 12, 2017 Rhonda Schrock Rhonda's Posts

In morning’s light, I gaze across our land. Leaves dance and twirl through the air, branches ruffled by unseen fingers. An errant one kisses my forehead in my spot on the BOS (Bright Orange Swing) before skittering behind me to the ground. Sun’s rays play atop the green, green grass, turning dew drops to diamonds […]

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