By Tim Winterstein – Any piece of art can age in essentially two ways. Whether it’s a book […]
By Joel A. Hess – An old man and his granddaughter were marveling at the stained glass windows […]
By Tim Winterstein – Today is a day for the silence of God. Through all the false accusations, […]
By Paul Koch – It was an Easter Day brunch at the church. Everyone was all smiles and […]
By Joel A. Hess – “Why would God allow that?” she mumbled through tears as she sat bent […]
By Cindy Koch – It’s become our ritual every Sunday morning. Twenty little feet scurry into a tiny […]
By Joel A. Hess – At the bottom of most of the destruction we see in the new […]
By Paul Koch –
When you go to a church, not just this church but really any church, you enter a place that is intentionally designed and laid out for a specific purpose. There are places to sit, these days padded pews or even chairs that are designed to keep you engaged and comfortable but not drowsy. There are the places where music is played and where the word is preached. There may or may not be various symbols of the faith in a church, there to give the wandering eyes something to focus on. Often times there is a large cross that serves as a focal point. There could be screens upon which images are projected that are used to help convey the message and set the mood, to keep the hearers up to speed on what is coming next. We have things like air conditioning for the warms summer days and heaters to keep us toasty during the winter. All in all, church is something we’ve come to see as a comfortable, predictable, reliable place—something that is well established and controlled.
By Cindy Koch –
A scream. A squirm. A cute little smile. A toy car flies right over grandma Margo’s reverent head. Teaching little children to sit in church is one of the most frustrating experiences a parent may ever have. I know. I’ve done it a few times.
By Hillary Asbury –
Around Thanksgiving I had to had surgery and I was wildly anxious.
I had known for about a month that surgery was probably going to be my only treatment option, but when I went in for my surgical consult on a Wednesday and they told me to come back for surgery on Monday, I panicked.
I’m a worrier.