Here’s a list of our columnists. Without them this site would be a very boring place.
Since this page is brand new you may want to check back from time to time to see if they’ve updated their bios.
Peggy Sue Yarber
Julie Cosgrove
Rev. James L. Snyder
About The Author:
The Reverend James L. Snyder is an award winning author whose writings have appeared in more than eighty periodicals including GUIDEPOSTS. In Pursuit of God: The Life of A. W. Tozer, Snyder’s first book, won the Reader’s Choice Award in 1992 by Christianity Today. Snyder has authored and edited 22 books altogether. He has recently signed a six-book contract with Regal Books based on the preaching ministry of Dr. A. W. Tozer.
His weekly humor column, “Out To Pastor,” is syndicated to more than 100 weekly newspapers.
Through thirty-eight years of ministry, he and his wife Martha have been involved in three church-planting projects prior to their current ministry at the Family of God Fellowship in Ocala, Florida. The Snyders have three children and nine grandchildren.
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Wendydawn Brindley
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Wendydawn began writing in her early teens growing up in rural Oklahoma. Through high school and college she won many writing, public speaking, music, and speech writing contests. She attended college for almost 5 years and majored in Music Performance and English/Writing. She has played piano all of her life and started singing in church before the age of 5. Wendydawn had hoped to be an opera singer but God had a different plan for her. She is now a mother of one girl and stepmother to a boy. She lives with her husband and family in North Port, Florida. There she has been continually writing her column “No Matter What – Everyday Examples of God’s Unconditional Love” for the past 3 years.
Once the idea came, God began to inspire her regularly with humorous short stories that would be identifiable by both christians and non-believers. She also is finishing her first novel, has finished a children’s book, and already has plans in the making for two more books. As an aspiring writer she hopes to continue writing her short stories and books as well as find more publishing opportunities so that others may benefit from growing in their faith in God . Many people, strangers, friends, and family members have given personal testimonies from the inspiration drawn from her column. While she is not writing she enjoys teaching her children piano, making crafts, singing, and working part time as an insurance agent.
Catherine Craig
Ken Lambert
Ken lives with his wife in southern NH, and is active in his local congregation in weekly services and also as a youth group assistant leader, and lector. He currently is conducting a theological survey and will be publishing a book he is co-writing regarding key figures in Christian history.
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Being a Bluebird must be common in the family. I was reading the column of “Don’t be a Bluebird” and thought how much I was relating to the story. I’ve just went through divorce after 22 years of marriage, live away from what family I have remaining and trying to support myself. My income is based on my home daycare and I just found out that two children which I’ve became very attached to are moving. Not only am I loosing what feels part of my family but a very large chunk of my monthly income. I keep re-figuring my budget and have made several calls to fill up the empty positions. I was starting to feel over-whelmed and stressed over everything that’s happened to me. I have realized however that I have been blessed with the friends I’ve made and feel like part of their families. I also can’t control the way things fall into place and should just be glad of what I have now and the future will take care of itself. You know what? For the first time in a long time I can fly. I’m free to do as I please and do what I enjoy. It’s great that I can see all the other colors except Blue. I’ve been blue alot without realizing it and it’s ok if I never see that color on me again.
Christ Power Over Addiction is Real Part I
First let me say this is a true story that has taken place in my life. In order for the story to be impacting and for the sake of too many words I am writing it in several parts, estimating at least four parts. I am writing this to glorify God and to encourage someone that is struggling with addiction, and/or a family member who is a victim of circumstance, having a family member who is addicted to a substance. Often time family members have succumbed to the organizing principle of addiction. The organizing principle of addiction is where that family member organizes there whole life around the addict’s life giving up there life out of fear and guilt.
The fear is that if they don’t help the addict financially to purchase the drugs something bad might happen to the addict. The guilt is, if it does, than they will blame themselves out of what is called subjective guilt. Subjective guilt is when you blame yourself for something when it wasn’t really your fault.
In August 1990 I was a heroin and cocaine addict weighting 140lbs. My addiction has reached $300-$400 a day. Also, I was on methadone maintenance program of 65mgs. On top of the alcohol and drugs I smoked three packs of cigarettes a day. At this point I was tired of living and too scare to die; out of fear of going to hell because I knew that my life was not right. By this time in my addiction I had been to more than twelve drug program. I attended countless 12-step meeting: AA, CA, and NA to no avail. In fact, I was so embarrass of not being able to take a 30-day chip, I got in line and took a chip anyway.
I used to attend meeting with great resentment. The resentment was the fact I was told I was an addict and if I stop going to meetings I would relapse. I bought into this lie because I didn’t know Jesus. However, my wife was invited to church and I of course followed her to church. In my first week of attending church, I heard the devil as loud as hearing anyone else say, “If you go to that church, I am going to kill you in a car wreck.” Just for a moment, I thought about turning around and going back home: only for a moment. When I realized that the devil was talking, I began to reason by saying to myself that if God wanted me to be saved, then He could protect me. After I was saved, I heard the devil say that the next time he would kill me, meaning that if I ever relapsed, he would kill me then. Continue on Part II