God Shows Up

by   February 2, 2026 with No Comments

By Susan Berry

God did an amazing thing today for me.

For weeks now I have been crying out to God about an answer to prayer that has not come. I’ve been praying for years, shedding countless tears. I told God last week, ” I can’t even pray about this anymore. I’m exhausted and the words won’t come” Then of course the enemy came and tried to tell me what a terrible Christian I am for not steadfastly praying. As I rebuked that lie and let out one last gut wrenching sigh to God, I went to rest and be still.

Yesterday, I was led to reach out to the daughter of a dear friend of mine. This friend taught me about the Holy Spirit after I met Jesus a few months earlier in 1984. My friend passed away about ten years ago but I have kept in touch with her precious daughter who was in a youth ministry I volunteered for and she babysat with my sons occasionally. Today she replied to my message I sent and said God had led her to pray for the thing I wasn’t able to pray for anymore. She knew nothing about my prayers and I got the impression the leading came as a surprise to her also.

God raised up a prayer partner for me without my even knowing or asking. Just when I thought God didn’t hear me or see me, He proved me wrong and flooded me with love. This lady also told me she was going to reach out to me a while ago because she needed someone to talk to but God kept saying, “Not yet”. God knew HIS timing was best. When I felt alone, hopeless and like my prayers were just vapor evaporating before reaching Gods ear, He sent the Holy Spirit to prompt another child of God to intercede on my behalf.

Don’t give up! Don’t surrender! And don’t be dismayed, for God is with you always!!

Romans 8:27 NIV

 “And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God.”

Treasures in the Snow

by   February 1, 2026 with No Comments

By Ashlie Miller

Before bed last Saturday night, my youngest son was preparing for the worst, which would have been an ideal scenario in his little mind. Visions of a house lit by candles or lanterns, board games adorning the tables, perhaps a pop-up tent in the living room by the fireplace. We had prepped him for no snow, just ice, and he seemed okay with that. Needless to say, he (and I) were delighted to see enough snow to cover our roads, trace amounts on the yard, and enough in the backyard that it is still hanging around waiting for another snow, as the old wives’ tale goes. We did not lose power, much to his dismay, but there were still plenty of adventures and treasures that awaited us on Sunday.

Early Sunday morning, before I could tell them to double-layer, my youngest ones were out with plastic sleds to ride in our backyard. We have a small collection of barely-used sleds, like any NC flatlander may have acquired from yard sales of downsizing households in our area. Thus, we are set to be the heroes of the neighborhood, at least among the youngest neighborlings. They quickly set off toward one of the better hills, and as I trudged through the icy-covered snow, I noticed a gathering of neighbors we already knew as well as some we had been neighbors with for years, but never met. Neighbors shared sleds, hot cocoa from a thermos, and some electric hand warmers – each family contributing in some way to group fun.

We opened our household to welcome families for more cocoa, treats, soup, and conversation as little tykes (and big ones!) continued sledding in the backyard. Eventually, as families returned to their respective homes, I noticed a couple of teens and a tween missing from my brood. After touching base with the neighbors about the kids, we realized that some of mine were missing in action. It’s an easy thing to do, to get caught up in something as novel as our rare winter storms in search of the perfect hill, and join in with another adventurous family you know. Because many were in Sabbath mode, the idea of carrying mobile phones around the neighborhood did not seem necessary to either my teens or other neighbor adults enjoying the day. As a result, I, along with two other mothers, set out to find my wayward children. After searching all the cul-de-sacs and good hills, we learned we had just missed them, and sure enough, they were in the care of one of the best neighborhood families that we know and love. All was well. The worry that could have absorbed me had I trekked alone, looking over hill and street, was assuaged because I didn’t have to walk alone, consumed with catastrophizing thoughts.

The treasure of the weekend was not a thick layer of fluffy snow or even (at least in my son’s eyes) getting to survive a power outage. We did not get to gather in person with our church family. Yet, we did find other treasures – Bible study together, forging new relationships, and strengthening other bonds with friends and neighbors. Sometimes treasures are waiting in the midst of storms – even the icy ones. 

God’s Got it All in Control

by   January 31, 2026 with No Comments

By Doug Creamer

God’s Got it All in Control

            Did anyone else struggle with anxiety over last week’s ice storm? I follow storms, especially winter storms and hurricanes, very closely. I try to keep up on the trends and what is expected. I follow trusted meteorologists as well as studying the models personally and try to understand the guidance the meteorologists give related to the storms.

            Honestly, I am not sure how meteorologists do their jobs because the models come in with such conflicting information. One predicts snow, another ice, another rain, and still another a dry day. How do they develop their forecasts from that information? I have great empathy for them as they strive to inform us. As one meteorologist recently pointed out, only God knows the future and they are trying to guess what God is doing.

            The anxiety I was struggling with wasn’t solely centered around the potential ice storm and the worry over the loss of power and the many inconveniences that we would all encounter as a result. There are other worries going on in our family that are out of my control. All this was distracting me and keeping my mind focused elsewhere rather than on God, who has us all in His hands.

            When we take our eyes off of God and put them on our circumstances then our circumstances feel bigger than God. In a way, I think that is what happened to Peter when he was walking on the water. Jesus told Peter he could come out of the boat and walk on the water to Him. Peter stepped out in faith and had his eyes focused on Jesus. The trouble was that as Peter was successfully walking on the water towards Jesus he somehow took his eyes off Jesus. That’s when his mind took over and told Peter he couldn’t walk on water. Peter looked at the storm and the big waves and he believed his circumstances instead of trusting what Jesus told him. He started to sink because his eyes were on the wrong things.

            We all face stressful circumstances. We all have things we can worry about. We all have things that can make us anxious. We all have things that are beyond our control. Where are our eyes in those moments? Are we focusing on the things and circumstances or on God?  We choose where we focus.  

Sometimes things work out and all our worry, stress, and anxiety were unnecessary. What do we do when things don’t work out? The ice storm hits and we lose power. We get in a car accident. We get hurt while working. Our bills are greater than our income. We have to go to the hospital. What do we do in those moments when things feel out of control? We are looking for God, but like Peter, find ourselves sinking.

            I believe that Peter was completely immersed in the water but Jesus reached down and pulled him up. I also believe that Peter walked on the water back to the boat. His eyes were back on Jesus and His faith restored. I believe the same thing applies to us. We take our eyes off Jesus and things around us seem to fall apart. The circumstances overwhelm us. Then along comes Jesus, who was there all the time, and He picks us up. 

            When everything seems to be going wrong… When life comes at us from every direction… When we feel overwhelmed… What do we do? Where are our eyes? This is hard. This is when our faith gets tested. Do we believe God is in control when circumstances look different than we expect? King David writes over and over about very similar circumstances. He looks around at his circumstances and cries out to God, “Where are you?” But then, and this is very important, he takes his eyes off the circumstances and puts them back on God. He declares the goodness of God, the faithfulness of God, the mercy of God, the kindness of God, and the love of God. He reminds himself of God’s faithfulness in the past and tells himself that God will come through for him again in his present circumstances.

            I want to encourage you to remind yourself that God is in control. I know, sometimes it doesn’t look that way. We don’t understand. But we, like David, have to remind ourselves of God’s goodness and faithfulness. God promises to never leave us or forsake us. There will be moments when we have to trust Him. I want to assure you God’s got it all in control. Rest in Him. Trust in Him. And let His peace guard your heart and mind.

Contact Doug Creamer at PO Box 777, Faith, NC 28041or doug@dougcreamer.com

A Frozen Week

by   January 30, 2026 with No Comments

By Roger Barbee

For the past week I have been housebound because the heavy snow storm and its wind left a pile of snow on the back ramp, which I use to enter and exit our house. Over the past eight days of freezing temperatures the pile became a large ice mass. But my friend Shawn came yesterday and cut it into pieces that now jam an unused corner of our yard. This morning the sun shines on our back garden across a bright winter-blue sky, and when the warmth of day increases just a bit, I will venture out with Nick the beagle and ramble about the garden.

It may seem odd to think of warm weather when ice blocks occupy one part of my world, but I saw a reminder of it yesterday out a back window—a pair of doves sat together on a limb of the center dogwood tree before one mounted the other. It’s the middle of January, so I  don’t know for sure about their act, but it is a fresh reminder that, yes, the days are getting longer and warmer. But I remind myself that, no matter what the doves were doing, Shawn’s labor freed me from my housebound sentence, so Nick and I will shortly roam about our back garden.

Even in morning cold, the garden is busy with bird life. A blue bird inspects the entry hole of the birdbox on the center dogwood tree before realizing that the hole is too small, and a brown headed nuthatch moves about the tree trunk looking for day’s first offering. On a high branch a Carolina chickadee basks in morning’s sunlight filtering through the pine canopy.

However, my “play date” with Nick did not materialize because Mary Ann and I decided to get out of the house and go to a favorite flea market. We enjoyed the shared outing and returned in time to take a long walk with Nick on which he met and impressed some neighbors we did not know.

The day did not go as I had planned; but it proved to be an adventure of sorts and that is what matters at its end. That is one of the many sweet spots of life—there are the possibilities for the coming day and for tomorrow and for the next day and so on. After all, Mary Ann, Nick, and I shared parts of the day and we will tomorrow. It’s the way our days go since we were adopted by this beagle. And in the sharing is the joy.

Charlotte Corriher Comes Home

by   January 29, 2026 with No Comments

By David Freeze

Charlotte Corriher Comes Home as Winter Flight Pasta Dinner Keynote Speaker

  Charlotte Corriher wasn’t much of a runner when she was a full-time Landis resident or during her time at South Rowan High School. But she has become celebrated as an ultra-marathoner throughout the southeast. Ultras are any distance more than a marathon, 26.2 miles, and Charlotte has taken that to the extreme. No other area runners and few in the southeast are on par with the distances that Charlotte runs. She is always looking for her next race, and she loves those with mega miles.

    Charlotte loves the atmosphere of the ultras since they are more relaxed than other races. Now in the ninth year of her ultra journey to run the year in miles, Charlotte looks to complete at least 2026 total miles by the end of this year. She doesn’t train specifically; she just finds energy and desire to do another race after recovering early in the week from her last ultra.

   Just last weekend, Charlotte did the “Goofy” at Disney World in Orlando, Florida. On consecutive days, she ran the 13.1 mile half marathon and the 26.2 mile marathon. Prior to that she completed the 200 Across Florida event, doing 200 miles over 3 days plus. And now she is searching for another 200-miler. Charlotte said, “That was definitely an adventure. This was the inaugural year of the race on the road since it had only been virtual before. There were definitely some logistical hiccups. Luckily, I had a wonderful support crew. I’m glad the issues of the race have not scared me away from the distance, I just need to find another one with a generous time cut- off time. But 200 milers are popping up all over now, and there are also multi-day races like 6 Days at the Fair in New Jersey.”

      While her running resume is very impressive, Charlotte adds unique personality to her races by almost always wearing a costume. Her mom, Kay, is the chief costume maker. Charlotte’s motto is “If you can’t be Fast, be Festive!” She said, “The salmon in Alaska was a family project, as mom and I designed it, mom made it, and my sister Susan painted it.  My Space Shuttle from the Space Coast Marathon 2017 even got the attention and approval of a NASA rocket scientist at the finish line.  Since my favorite movie is The Wizard of Oz, my 50 states finish at the 2018 Land of Oz Marathon in Kansas included six different costumes of the characters.  Mom drove along and we met at pre-determined places for my costume changes. My costume during the 2022 A Race for The Ages was a tribute to my mom as I dressed as the different life phases of the Monarch Butterfly, since she raises and releases them every year.  My 2023 Strolling Jim 42 miler was a tribute to my dad who had just passed, as I was dressed as Floyd Carruthers riding Strolling Jim, the first Tennessee Walking Horse National Champion.  My grandfather and father both rode walking horses, and my family attended the National Championship in Shelbyville, Tennessee for many decades.

     Overall, Charlotte has completed 182 marathons, 132 ultras, 35 100 milers and one 200 miler. She has marathon finishes in all 50 states. Those are very impressive numbers!

     Charlotte works from her laptop and makes visits to customers in several states which often lets her get a start toward the next weekend’s ultra.  But later this month on Saturday evening, January 31st, Charlotte will take the podium as keynote speaker at the Forum Fitness Winter Flight pasta dinner and Salisbury Rowan Runners annual celebration of the past year of local running at City Park Recreation Center.  The public is invited to a fantastic pasta meal prepared by Debbie Suggs Catering. We will also have plenty of desserts from Abigail’s. There will be door prizes throughout the evening and a last chance to register for the races at non race day prices. Anyone registering that evening or already registered will be able to pick up their race bib and goody bag, along with their commemorative hoodie from 6-8pm at the City Park Recreation Center, 316 Lake Drive, Salisbury.

    Look for more about Winter Flight and the pasta dinner at www.salisburyrowanrunners.org, or call 704-310-6741.

Gotta’ Run: Charlotte Corriher comes home as Winter Flight pasta dinner keynote speaker
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