Stories
written by Ronne Rock

A Welcome Home.

I’ll admit it, my eyes do gleam a little when I talk about food. And yes, I do read cookbooks like romance novels. I have done Snoopy dances after...

Courage in the Unfinished.

There are moments when life seems to flow from the pen in beautiful poetry and prose, and there are times when it feels more like an unfinished sentence –...

Love Looks Like.

 But the kind of love that God created and demonstrated is a costly one because it involves sacrifice and presence. It’s a love that operates more like a sign...

Frail. Wispy. Smoke.

The fields are on fire. In places like Guatemala and Uganda, the white plumes rise like tufts of air-spun cotton across the countryside as the farmers burn to prepare...

Becoming Quiet.

Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you...

The Power of Pie and Cobbler

There are some things that deserve to be repeated, over and over again, like a most favorite song. For me, one of those things has become Buttermilk Pie. Now,...

Want to Fly.

The spirit of every human is like a kite which rises by means of those very forces which seem to oppose its rise; the tie that joins it to...

See the More.

A broken soul is not the absence of beauty, but a cracked and torn soul reeks of the sweet incense it contains. ~C. JoyBell C.   The ravine sits...

This is Edgar.

His name is Edgar. He is our bus driver, charged with the daunting task of getting 23 people from here to there on a daily basis. Though we’ve only...

Honey. Do. Three Sweet Recipes.

“I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.” ~Laura Ingalls Wilder It all started with a...

Jerk. Fool. Idiot.

I watched the interview last night. The one with that guy – you know, the one who cheated and lied and wronged people and thought he would get away...
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