"This is amazing grace This is unfailing love That You would take my place That You would bear my cross You lay down Your life That I would be set free Oh, Jesus, I sing for All that You've done for me"
In the last few months this song has been in my heart as a reminder of what God has done for me. As God works in my life, It seems that what I have to share with you is constantly changing. Once again I have left the task of writing this to the last minute. This is what I have to share as of today, March 3rd, 2019.
I have studied Paul's letters quite a bit lately. Paul encouraged Christians even in times when he was suffering for his faith. I have been amazed at what all God did in his life! I believe much of what I have gone through is in preparation to serve God more faithfully. Today I can say that is what I want. A few verses that sometime leave me baffled are these: James 1:2-4 Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you …
Why don’t you grab a cup of hot coffee and settle into a comfy recliner as I share my
story with you today?
Hi, I’m Nancy Guenther. I was born into an Old Colony Russian Mennonite family, as
many (maybe most??) of you were. It was a large family. Isn’t that surprising? ;) By the
time I was born, there were 7 of us: two girls, boy, girl, two boys, and me. I was followed
by 4 more boys. I love having grown up with a ton of sibs.
Looking back, I see that my life has been nothing short of amazing, although not easy.
It’s not been absolutely awful either, but rather an incredible mixture of awesome and
awful. Good and bad. Ups and downs. Highs and lows. I see the marks of God all over
it, from the day I was born (quite literally) until today, the day I sit here and attempt to
tell you about it. I really wish I could share the details of many of the events and
circumstances, simply cuz God’s been so good and gracious in all of it, but I hear the
clock ticking and you have to g…
Do it yourself freezer meals? Canning? Being hospitality ready? These were all foreign ideas to me. I did know how to cook a few things which maaay or may not have been as a result of an unfortunate incident when, at the age of nine, I was instructed to “cook some beans”. Several hours and four hangry brothers later... I learned a valuable lesson. Add water to the pot in order for the beans to actually cook. Who knew? People often felt sorry for me as a child, growing up without a mom. She passed away two weeks after my fifth birthday, just ten days after giving birth to my baby sister. At the time, I didn't really grasp it. Of course I was sad to have lost her, but I didn’t see that my life was much different from those around me. It wasn’t until after I got married that I really began to understand what had been lost. I didn’t know much about anything when it came to being a good wife. Despite all my dreams of the super-amazing woman I thought I would be when I got married, in rea…