Sylvia Schroeder


Standing on the Other Side of the Line

The first time I boarded a plane for Italy, I left with one husband, 24 suitcases, a child on each hip, one holding her daddy’s hand and the absolute assurance God had called. My parents and his parents lined up to say good-bye at the airport. My dad wasn’t touchy-feely. He may have lacked in […]

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Do You Know Where You’re At?  

“I don’t know where we’re at,” Phil’s dad used to say from the front seat of his handicapped van. In his later days my father-in-law, sweet and intelligent seemed to live in an anxious state of lost. He leaned far forward against the taut seatbelt, and peered with squinted eyes at the road ahead. The […]

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Hope for the Worrier

Recently I wrote a requested article on the subject of worry. It caused me no end of worry.  Worry is my middle name.  I’ve been put to the test in a crazy worrisome situation in the last few days, so the whole “what happens if” chain of possible events has me looking more closely over […]

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Seven Verses To Remind You God Goes Behind, Before and All Around

I saw them in a lush green park, a family three-some. Sandwiched between mom and dad, a little girl with pudgy legs, light-up shoes and brown pig-tails lifted her legs high. I stopped to watch because they were so noisy in their shared delight. She swung inches above the mirrored puddles on the path, held […]

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We Remember Needed Words At The Right Time

“Remember what I told you,” I said to my little girl with golden hair, long and silky. She tilted her chin upward, her blue eyes fringed in black lashes locked into mine, digging deep, she nodded.  “Obey the teacher, and be a friend to everyone.”  Determination replaced the fear. She walked into the new classroom. […]

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Who is in Control Of Generations?

“He established a testimony in Jacob and appointed a law in Israel, which he commanded our fathers to teach to their children,” Ps. 78:5 ESV “Who’s in control here?” I asked the mirror mirror on the wall.  I was a frazzled mother trying to keep my temper in check, the house from burning down, and […]

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Do You Really Wanna Be Full? 

“I wanna be full,” my grandson says.   Tomato red rims his mouth, like the ring around a bullseye. Sauce lies draped down the front of his green shirt.  A whole lotta food didn’t hit the mark.  He looks around for mommy and with plate in hand heads for the chief cook, face washer, and […]

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What My MisMatched Shoes Taught Me About God

I wore mismatched shoes to the Doctor today.  It’s taken us a year with the COVID backup and restrictions to establish a base doctor in our new town. I finally had my first visit after months of waiting. I’d done the rigamarole, you know, filling out a million forms, listing all the gross details of […]

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Is the Devil Really in the Details?

“The devil is in the details.” I’ve often seen the validity of that phrase in politics. It makes perfect sense when reading the small print at the bottom of a contract, or if one is faced with a major decision and sometimes even in relationships.  I get the sentiment behind the statement, “the devil is […]

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When Heads Come Together

Two heads are better than one the saying goes, but besides the obvious intellectual melding of minds, a much sweeter truth is communicated when two heads come together.  A mommy rests her cheek against the soft hair of her child. A daddy, his son in his arms, leans to connect forehead to forehead. Bowing over […]

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