Stories written by Ronne Rock

The Power and Purpose of Time

His name is St. Paul, a beautiful cathedral born in 1845 to the Church of England. The community celebrated its arrival with joy, and within a few short years,...

Love your enemies. (the year of gathering)

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...

The Ragamuffins (the year of gathering)

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...

Being a Safe Place (the year of gathering)

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,...

The Lovely Lie (the year of gathering)

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...

Get Dirty (the year of gathering)

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...

The Work of Rest (the year of gathering)

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...

We are Gifted (the year of gathering)

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...
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