Rhonda’s Blog

As some of you know, our son (he with the Jesus Hair) is in the Philippines. Recently, he penned these thoughts as in light of the viral outbreak encroaching even there.

Meanwhile, as a viral outbreak threatens, there is still great work to be done… He’s sitting beside me, this interesting fellow. Sporting a ponytail and diamond studs, he’s wearing tattoos.

My dear fellow Americans, A pastor of ours used to tell us that we can loan and borrow courage. I’m stepping up today to loan you some of mine. In

Dear Mayor Bloomberg, I grew up on the Kansas plains. On the sun-baked, windswept prairie, my grandfather and many others like him eked out their living… As farmers. The heat

In my vision, I am standing before the judgment seat of Christ. His warm, piercing eyes see right into my heart, and He’s asking me one question: “What did you

I got a text from a friend today. “There are just so many things to be praying about. Sometimes I feel burdened and overwhelmed.” That’s what she said. “I know

This morning, The Mister and I were having a conversation. As I spoke to him about the abandonment I have felt (not from him) in my life, I began to

Dear Madam Speaker, FacebookTwitterGoogle+DiggPinterestBlogger It was something you said that caught my ear, “I pray for the president all the time.” And the second thing was this:  you told us

None of the women from the White House dwelt long or in detail about what they face as presidential staff, but it wasn’t hard to see the toll the political

Other teams, other schools know and fear our home course. “Suicide Hill,” they call the mound that each runner must scale two times. Rising from the grassy flat, it tests