Ronda Knuth

That's What Grace is For

Though the waiting area next to the Radiation-Oncology department of St. Joseph Hospital is spacious, I feel like I am suffocating. We make our way to a wooden bench next to a gently flowing waterfall, and make small talk. "I heard them read the twenty-third Psalm over the PA system a...
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Ronda Knuth

Picante Sauce Grace

God whispers to my heart at the strangest times, and in the strangest places. There are other more prestigious eateries in town, but I like Taco House. The food is so-so; it's the memories that keep me coming back. Since I can remember, my family has frequented the simple café, munching...
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Ronda Knuth

Unexpected Grace

It was pretty routine, if you don't count the incident with the milk. I'd exchanged small talk with the cashier and sympathized with the sacker over his bundle of defective bags. I'd watched nonchalantly as he sacked my groceries; paid scant attention as he bagged the milk. Then I watched in...
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Ronda Knuth

That's My Story

Fibro-fo g. It's just one of the many symptoms of fibromyalgia, also known affectionately as "thorn in the flesh" or "pain in the toosh." It's estimated that 7-10 million Americans have it, most of them women which, in fact, explains why we of the gentler sex sometimes say and do the...
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Ronda Knuth

Need a Bandaid?

His uttered oath of profanity doesn't surprise me much.  For some reason - be it right or wrong -  it seems consistent with motorcycles, bandannas and leather jackets.  Nevertheless, I turn around in my seat to see. Hubby Rob and I have stopped at a small coffee shop in downtown Colorado...
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Ronda Knuth

Nip It In the Bud

My two teenage sons and I follow our growling stomachs to the local fast-food restaurant.  Lunch trays in hand, we maneuver our cokes and spicy-chicken sandwiches through the crowd and settle at a table.  Andy takes a bite of lunch, then pauses, a look of utter incredulity on his face. His blue...
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Ronda Knuth

Rules? What Rules??

My reason for breaking the rules? Simple, I'm in a hurry and there's no time to find a buddy. I'm going on my first assignment for Neighbors Who Care, a ministry to victims of crime and I'm running late. Jesus learned obedience by the things He suffered. By days end, I would...
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Ronda Knuth

Confess Your Faults

You may call it what you wish - progesterone depletion, brain fog, carnality.  All I know is that I got myself in a heap of trouble this weekend all because of attitude.  The first time I handled it all right . . . I guess.  As long as the lady doesn't...
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Ronda Knuth

Five Important Lessons

Dear Friends and Family: Next to Colorado, Kentucky must be the closest place to heaven on earth. What a beautiful state! If my family and friends would go with me, I'd move there in a heartbeat. Asbury College in Wilmore, Kentucky is lovely and quaint. The town is no bigger than a...
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Ronda Knuth

Taco House Christmas

We don't go there as often as we used to. When we were young, my brothers and I hurried through Saturday morning chores knowing that when our work was done, more often than not, we'd get to go to Taco House. Tacos, burritos, chalupas, guacamole . . . but "voted family...
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Ronda Knuth

The Prodigal's Mother

A blustery north wind crooned a haunting melody as it blew relentlessly across the open field. Shivering, Ruth pulled her coarse woolen cloak tautly about her slight frame in an effort to ward off the chill. She wished she’d been blessed with an ample body like her mother; the cold never...
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Ronda Knuth

It's Not Easy Being a Mom

Dear Paul, Diana, Andy and Ben, It’s not always easy being a mom.  First, you birth them, then you bathe them, then you teach them right from wrong.  No matter how hard you try, with all that you do right, you're bound to do some things wrong.  You gently guide, praying that your mistakes will be minimal, and their understanding...
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Ronda Knuth

Reaching

I hurt. You told me that you care. &quo t;What can I do?" you asked. Let me tell you. Listen. Link action with your words. Hug my neck, hold me tight. Call me, come and see me. Let me share, l ook me in the eye. I need to talk, and...
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Ronda Knuth

Ashes

The children were in bed, and I sat alone in front of the fireplace in the family room of my parent's home.  It had only been a few short months since Eddie's arrest, and though we were now safe, our world still spun out of control.  I watched as the flames reduced the...
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Lillian Cormier

Punishment Can Be Fun

PUNISHMENT CAN BE FUN Two little brothers who were best buddies were running up and down the three flights of stairs in the house. Not five minutes before they had been told by their daddy to stop doing this as it was becoming annoying, but being boys of six and eight...
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Ronda Knuth

Mammoth Bulge

  King Solomon probably thought it unique to himself when he said, “Laughter is good medicine." But, I think it was God’s idea. The world looked rather bleak this morning. "You look tired, Mom,” Diana said as I climbed wearily onto the treadmill, “Didn't you sleep well last night?" "No. I...
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Ronda Knuth

Just Call Me Momma Tyson

  It probably has something to do with being twelve. Or, maybe it’s just that he’s his mother’s son. Whatever, everything looks bigger, badder, teetering on catastrophe to Ben. The dangly thing hanging under the car was nearly his undoing. “Will it fall off mom? Are you sure it’s gonna be...
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Ronda Knuth

Start Saying Yes to Life

    Ask me and I'll tell you, it's Luci's fault.  As a popular Christian speaker who has been there, done it all she should have known better.  I maintain good standing in the, "Sisterhood of Naïveté." Tell us it can be done, and we'll take you at your word.  While...
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Ronda Knuth

It's An Adventure!

Daughter Diana and I are to meet for our weekly jaunt to the gym. Lest you worry needlessly, let me hasten to assure you that I am not having a love affair with treadmills and belly crunches. But, I am crazy about her. Having spent a restless night, tossing and turning,...
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Ronda Knuth

Perks of the Trade

O.K. Since I know you’ve been dying to ask, I’ll just admit it . .  it’s not easy driving a shiny new coupe, and pretending like it’s yours. But, somebody’s got to do it. That’s one of the perks that comes with being married to a car salesman. Perk number one,...
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