Rhonda Schrock grew up on the Plains where buffalos once wallowed and wheat fields rolled in golden waves beneath the summer sun. As a girl, she had an insatiable appetite for stories, spending many happy hours with thick braids bent over the pages of a book.
She relished nights on Grandpas’ farm with the cousins, playing Kick the Can and Grey Wolf with happy abandon. Of course, there were shifting alliances. Of course, it generally split down party lines (i.e., boys against girls), and of course, the loudest side usually won. Eventually, they’d broker a peace treaty with a ceasefire on both sides, for they were, after all, family.
But of course.
At the age of 20, she married the Blue-Eyed Boy. She affectionately calls him Mr. Schrock and credits him for showing her the meaning of unconditional love. They have weathered fire and floods, famine and pestilence, and testify to the unfailing love and faithfulness of the God they both adore.
In her happier daydreams, Rhonda says, “I just assumed I’d have a nice, even mix of boys and girls.” Four boys, one boy dog, and many years later, she asserts that, “It didn’t turn out even at all, but it’s been very nice.” She adds, “I thought buffalos only wallowed on the prairie. Turns out they wallow on my living room floor all the time here on the not-prairie.”
As a girl, Rhonda recalls holding her little friends and siblings enthralled with her stories, generally told in a circle on the floor. It was Mr. Schrock who saw a latent talent in her many years later and called it out. She admits that she resisted him quite fiercely, but then one day a door opened, she walked through it, and a columnist was born.
For seven years, she penned a weekly column, “Grounds for Insanity,” for a local newspaper. In it, she shared her life and times with readers who told her, “We laugh and we cry, but mostly we laugh.” From bottle rockets to vinegar ice cubes. From potty training to high school graduations. From nonstop dirt on the floor to a pantry and fridge that echoed, she entertained and encouraged her community.
Rhonda calls herself “one, small, caffeinated American mom.” She loves good coffee, her boys (all five of them), her BOP (Bright Orange Purse), and her beloved BOS (Bright Orange Swing). A morning talk with Jesus and coffee on the BOS, she says, “keeps me from eating my young. Which some in the animal kingdom do.”
Her dream is to write books that will entertain, encourage, and spread some lovin’ to a great, big, hurting world. If you’d like to follow Rhonda, you can find her at www.rhondaschrock.com. See you there!
The Whole Christ by Sinclair B. Ferguson
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Father’s Love Letter
My Child, You may not know me, but I know everything about you.
I know when you sit down and when you rise up.
I am familiar with all your ways.
Even the very hairs on your head are numbered.
For you were made in my image.
In me you live and move and have your being.
For you are my offspring.
I knew you even before you were conceived.
I chose you when I planned creation.
You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book.
I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live.
You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
I knit you together in your mother’s womb.
And brought you forth on the day you were born.
I have been misrepresented by those who don’t know me.
I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love.
1 John 4:16
And it is my desire to lavish my love on you.
1 John 3:1
Simply because you are my child and I am your Father.
1 John 3:1
I offer you more than your earthly father ever could.
For I am the perfect father.
Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand.
For I am your provider and I meet all your needs.
My plan for your future has always been filled with hope.
Because I love you with an everlasting love.
My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore.
And I rejoice over you with singing.
I will never stop doing good to you.
For you are my treasured possession.
I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul.
And I want to show you great and marvelous things.
If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me.
Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart.
For it is I who gave you those desires.
I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine.
For I am your greatest encourager.
2 Thessalonians 2:16-17
I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4
When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you.
As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart.
One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes.
And I’ll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth.
I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus.
For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed.
He is the exact representation of my being.
He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you.
And to tell you that I am not counting your sins.
2 Corinthians 5:18-19
Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled.
2 Corinthians 5:18-19
His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you.
1 John 4:10
I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love.
If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me.
1 John 2:23
And nothing will ever separate you from my love again.
Come home and I’ll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen.
I have always been Father, and will always be Father.
My question is…Will you be my child?
I am waiting for you.
Love, Your Dad. Almighty God
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