The Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

John 1:5

Dear friend,

Rescue. Redeem. Renew.

This is who God is – I’m living proof. I don’t blame you for doubting. We are tired of overworked clichés, out-of-context Bible verses, and false hope. This is about real, gritty life – yours and mine and the God who is unfathomable love and deep mercy. We get lost. We wander, crushed and  weary, but the path is close by, the way clear. Not easy but clear.

Maybe you need someone to point the way, some food for the journey, or maybe the road has gotten rough, and so dark you cannot see. Here is an oasis. Here is where the light shines and will always, always overcome darkness. I know the way. His name is Jesus. Let me show you. Let me tell you a story or two. Here is Hope. I am living proof.
Take courage, friend, and look up.

Robin

The Story

God help me to know and to live like the time is short. Tomorrow is really not promised. To give you all today… Spencer Macleod

On January 26 2002 my life changed forever. My son Spencer Macleod was brought into the ER where I was working as a nurse, barely clinging to life from a stab wound to the heart.
He was pronounced dead fifteen minutes later.
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The Book

“The Greater Weight of Glory is a story of courage and human frailty. As the reader, I assumed I knew where Farnsworth’s journey would take me. I was wrong. ”

Speaking

“Forgiveness to Robin is not just a word. She lives it
every minute of every day. I was honored to be able
to sit and listen to her testimony.”

Connie L. August 2019

Upcoming Speaking Engagements | Contact Robin

The Blog

Paying it Forward

Paying it Forward

I planted the beets according to instructions in September, refusing to let the cold dirt go to winter yet, and sure enough they grew, just like the paper packet said. I call my husband the Dirt Man because every spring he carefully turns over the hard ground, adding...

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The Victor’s Path

Molly was my best friend, hands down. We met at Mrs. Krumick’s desk in third grade, as I watched her staple her thumb, then stare at it in disbelief while I waited for her to scream, but she didn’t. Molly was blond. Her mother was the only single parent I knew back...

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The Perfect Gift

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comethdown from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. (James 1:17 KJV) The other day I had so many bright ideas I had to lie down and take a nap. I’m sort of stuck with...

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