Stories
written by Ronne Rock
I honestly thought there might be an asterisk somewhere in the pages—a subtle footnote or editor’s revision tucked in the margins. “You have heard that it was said, ‘Love...
For Ragamuffins, God’s name is Mercy. We see our darkness as a prized possession because it drives us into the heart of God. Without mercy our darkness would plunge...
I’m writing two stories right now. The first publishes in October for Redbud Writers Guild. It’s about the freedom found in limitation. The second is for Joyful Life Magazine,...
I’m thinking again about the unlikely friendship of grief, and how she loves to hold the hands of hope even in her awkwardness as she leans into our lives,...
I remember standing on stage with the chalkboard in my hands. Grace was the topic of the sermon series, and I was asked to share what that amazing grace...
I am not a gardener, but I still love every lesson taught in farmer’s almanacs of the abiding and tending of seedtime and harvest. Onions aren’t ready to be...
Look at us. We did it. Despite misgivings and any number of wonderings, we have entered into the second half of 2021. You might be scouring through school supply...
I remember writing the words, “I want to make a difference, I want to be a change-agent.” In my life, the longing to not be anonymous was great—chalk it...
I need to be honest with you about two things. First, if you put all of the words together that have been written here and on Instagram since 2021...
He who takes refuge in the shelter of the Most High will be safe in the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91 “If you don’t remember much about the...
I think about the moment in Genesis, the first chapter. God, in His divinely creative glory, crafting man and woman and smiling and saying, “This is so very good.”...
If you don’t remember much about the words I write or the things I say, I hope you remember this: when I say God delights in you, it’s not...