Buying Christmas gifts is not as easy as it looks on TV. Christmas shopping can actually be dangerous. Just getting a parking space at Wal-Mart can be a life-threatening experience. You circle the lot over and over and watch the shoppers leaving the store so you can get their parking space when they leave. Just […]
December days are whizzing by like a run-away sled. Did you ever find yourself going lots faster than you felt comfortable …right on the edge of being out of control? My first skiing experience was like that. I courageously pushed-off and concentrating on keeping my balance overlooked the importance of keeping my speed under control. […]
“Daddy, are all these people Christians?” Holly was Oooing and Aaahing at all the Christmas lights in the neighborhood. “No, honey, I’m sure they’re not.”
Ellie Lord Mile after Mile By Kenneth L. Pierpont Mile after dark mile The head-lights cut a path through the night All around a million multi-colored stand-in stars light the way. Mile after frigid mile Cold presses against the cabin of the family car. Big flakes gather on the windshield the way they should at […]
The family had hoisted the tree into place and begun digging through a box of ornaments and decorations from the attic when someone mentioned there was a piece missing from the nativity set.
Debbie could not wait for the bus to arrive in Casper. The snow was falling and she could imagine the parsonage decorated for Christmas. She could imagine the taste of her mother’s traditional pumpkin roll and the smell of her father’s coffee. She remembered the sound of her brother’s baritone laughter. She closed her eyes […]
Welcome to the new (looking) KenPierpont.com. We’ve been around for several years as the Pine Street Parsonage. We are now shifting gears and redesigning a bit to highlight the Stonebridge Newsletter. Each week Ken sends a thought provoking article your way via e-mail in the Stonebridge Newsletter. This site contains all the articles Ken has […]
In 1990 we lived in an old farmhouse nestled snug in a valley on Rutledge Road in eastern Knox County in Ohio. My study was at home in a garret room in the top of the house. Often I would start my day by taking a walk.
When I was a boy I hated having to go to bed. I still try to milk every minute of life out of every day, but I have grown to love the sweetness of sleep. When I sleep I could sleep through a tornado or a train wreck.
You should meet Harold Johnson. I visit him whenever I can and it’s always an event. Harold Johnson is one of the patriarchs of our church. He has a neat apartment in a retirement home in nice part of Grand Rapids. He is a prayerful godly man. He’s been a part of the church I […]