Last Christmas Eve I was sitting in our cozy home when I felt a tug to go to a downtown church for the Christmas Eve service. I got my topcoat and keys and headed out. Kyle and Hannah went along. It was perfect. Snow was falling in the city.

Ken Pierpont is a small-town pastor at heart, who loves people. He loves his wife, he loves his children, he loves God and he loves life. This love spills over into each of his stories. Everywhere he looks he sees extraordinary truths about God demonstrated in ordinary people and common places. He is the father of eight children and he has been a rural and small-town pastor for nearly twenty-five years starting the summer after his junior year in high school when he was only seventeen …

Holly is organizing a Winter Gathering for Young Ladies here at the Character Inn in January. If you are interested, visit her site for details.
Holly has a burden to help and encourage other young ladies in the things of the Lord.
If you have any questions for me you can contact me at ken@kenpierpont.com

The Pierpont Family

In the waning days of autumn we went to Fremont to sing at the funeral of a dear friend. While we were there a friend, Beth Webster, took some pictures of the family in Branstrom Park.

Does God care what we eat? He does. It has always been that way. When God put Adam and Eve in the garden he filled it with good things for them to eat and he prohibited them from eating some things. “You can eat all this, but you cannot eat this.” The fall of man was over eating something God told them not to eat. The first temptation had to do with food.

One Saturday afternoon years ago I was working in the parsonage yard. It was cold and blustery. The first snow of the season took me by surprise. I welcomed it. Christmas was approaching. I noticed an unusual amount of traffic on our county road. All of it was southbound. I stepped into the house to warm up and wrapped my hands around a hot cup of coffee.

I’ve always enjoyed going to the in-laws for Christmas. Some years they seem tolerant of me, too. Mostly I think they just want me to get Lois and the kids and the presents there and then stay out of the way. I have really never been very good at keeping out of the way. I am an “in-the- way” kinda’ guy. Around the holidays I always resolve to try real hard though.