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Time by Sarah Koshiol

It may seem to fly by,

slow, or stand still;

but who can stop it’s hands?


Some say it is their enemy.

Some say it’s on their side.


We call it money.

We call it a thief. 

In our loss, we feel robbed of it. 


It heals. 

We kill it. 

It changes people.  It changes everything. 


We ask what it is.  Only it will tell. 




You can use it up,

You can run it out;

but you can’t run from it.


We need it. 

We make it.  We waste it. 

We spend it.  We save it. We lose track of it. 

We want more of it.


What are you doing with yours?




Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:

a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.”



Sarah E.


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Fall On Your Knees

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I wrote the song, Fall On Your Knees,  in 2007.  I have an audio recording of it, but this is the first video recording I’ve done.  Actually, it’s the first time I’ve played guitar with it! It’s not the best sound, but I think you can hear it well enough; and I hope it blesses you.

A special note of thanks to my mom for her constant encouragement, and genuine gratitude to my brother for playing back up guitar with me.  I’m continuing to step out of my comfort zone!  God is good, and all the glory is His!




Every day I look around I don’t see what I want to see.
Our whole world is crashing down and so rapidly.
People are just givin’ up, they don’t think there’s a chance,
To save these souls; but they don’t know our wondrous Father’s plans.

Fall on your knees.  Lift your prayers up to heaven, we’re a new generation; 
We’re gonna rock this world. 
Fall on your knees.  Lift your prayers up to heaven, we’re a new generation;
We’re gonna rock this world.  We’re gonna rock this world!

All across this lonely earth, people are reaching out for love,
To chase away the fear and hurt they hold inside their heart.
Though there’s sin and selfishness, hope will not be drowned.
Through this pain and suffering, faith will find it’s ground.


It’s time to, call on His Holy Name.  It’s time to, call in the cavalry. 
We’re gonna rock it.  We’re gonna rock it.
It’s time to, share the love of Christ and
It’s time to, show the world what’s right.
We’re gonna rock it.  We’re gonna rock it.

Fall on your knees.  Lift your prayers up to heaven, we’re a new generation.
We’re gonna rock this world.
Fall on your knees.  Lift your prayers up to heaven, we’re a new generation.
We’re gonna rock this world.  We’re gonna rock this world!


Sarah E.


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Happy Mother’s Day, Momma.  I love you.


Sarah E.


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A Top Ten List – What I Like To Do

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Here’s a little something about me.

A list of ten things I like to do, in no particular order:


  • Write.  That’s why I’m here on this page.  I like to write stories, poems, songs; and random blog posts!  Writing down characters, plots, and lyrics; that often weave their way through my brain, helps me focus my thoughts and make room for other things.
  • Draw.  I have been doing this for as long as I can remember.  Holding a pencil in my hand feels as natural as breathing.  I like drawing from my imagination — abstract ideas and cartoons; and I like drawing things that I see around me — people, landscapes, and still life.
  • Paint.  Watercolor is one of my favorite mediums.  I find it relaxing and challenging at the same time.  I was a color-inside-the-lines kind of kid, and painting with watercolors coaxes me outside of the box; and sort of forces me to go with the flow.


Watercolor by S.E.Koshiol

  • Read.  I can’t think of a genre I don’t like.  I like both fiction and non-fiction — historical, fantasy, Christian romance, mystery and thriller, short stories; and poetry.  I also like reading The Bible.  I read nearly anytime and anywhere I can!  I’m afraid I may never be able to express the endless happiness that reading gives me.
  • Spend time with my family.  I couldn’t ask for better people in my life.  My family is so much fun!  Whether we are on a Sunday drive, hiking, looking for adventure; or just hanging out, talking, laughing, and playing games — we enjoy each others company.
  • Camp.  This is another great family activity!  We generally pitch tents and sleep on the ground in sleeping bags.  We’ve camped in the summer heat and the frozen cold of a spring day that was still too close to winter’s breath.  I like the great outdoors, camp fires and s’mores, lying under the stars at night; and soaking up every wonder of God’s creation.
  • Sing.  I like to sing, but I don’t like to perform.  I like to sing spontaneously, around the house and in the car.  I like the sound of blending my voice with my mom’s and dad’s, and/or sibling’s voices, whether we’re praising God; or goofing off with our favorite tunes. 


As I read over this list, seeing my favorite likes in one place, I realize how thankful I am that God has allowed me to do so many things.  My family has never had a lot of money, but clearly The Lord has blessed me abundantly.

I’d love to hear what you like to do.  If you share your list in the comments below,  I’ll be sure to read them!  Thanks.



Sarah E.


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Speak – Before It’s Too Late

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When tragedies like the Boston Marathon Bombing, and the West, Texas Plant Explosion hit so close to home we are forced to face reality.  Our world is a mess.  It has been since the fall of man in The Garden of Eden, yet we are still surprised.  We shake our head at people in disbelief and dismay.  We pray and cry for the families of the wounded and dead.  We mourn the lives that are lost, but do we consider their souls?

As Christians, we do not have to fear death.  Philippians 1:21 says, “For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.”  In other words, I believe that alive, I’m Christ’s messenger; dead, I’m His just reward.  This life versus even more life eternal — I can’t lose!  So, truly, we live.

It breaks my heart, thinking about the unsaved, eternally separated from God.  Forever in darkness and anguish.  Only God knows the heart of man, and where on the other side the souls of the dead reside.  Do their spirits now dance with Him in glory, or not?

I scold myself, thinking, if it genuinely breaks my heart why do I sit and do nothing?  Every day I should be telling someone about the gospel of Jesus Christ!  It could be their last day.  I don’t have to be in church to teach it, nor do I have to be on a mission trip to share it.  I just have to be walking-it-out, living it day-to-day, keeping it on my lips.   The free gift of eternal life, that Jesus gave me, should always be on my mind; and the good news of it should be the first thing that I want to tell people.

The truth is, I could die to protect any stranger on the street.  I know where my eternity is, but I would want to make sure they had another chance to hear about God’s love for them.  Willing to die, but not willing to approach them and speak?  In a room, I don’t think I’d be the first to talk to them.  “Why?” I ask myself.  Am I that shy?  Am I afraid of what someone will think of me?  Again, “why?”

“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.” [2 Timothy 1:7]  I am praying for boldness in Christ Jesus, with every expectation that God will give it to me because He wants me to have it.  In the mean time, I consciously make myself move, in spite of my timidity.  I think it is a heartless and selfish thing to not share the hope of salvation with others.  That’s not who I want to be.  I want to be like fresh water for the thirsty, not the stagnant water no one can drink.

If I were told that, for one day only , the gas station on the corner is selling gas for one cent per gallon, I would be spreading the information like crazy.  I would not hesitate to tell everyone, and they would tell everyone!   We would post it on facebookWe would tweet about it.  We might even stand on the corner and shout about it.  Friends, neighbors, and strangers.  We would be advising people to stock up, and not miss the opportunity.  A penny a gallon!  Wow.  Yet, salvation is free to each of us.  Jesus already paid the price.  Why aren’t we telling everyone to stock up on everlasting life?



Granted, we are not responsible for the choices others make, but we are responsible for what we choose — whether or not we tell them about our faith and God’s gift of grace.  Salvation is the greatest deal on earth!  Yet, many still don’t know about it.  We couldn’t force anyone to pump gas for a penny, and we can’t force them to believe on The Lord, Jesus Christ, but we should at least tell them of His loving offer.

The world may continue to fall apart before our eyes.  May every heartache it throws our way be kindling to a fire inside us, that ignites a burning desire to further the Kingdom of God and see souls saved.  We must speak.



Sarah E.


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When I See a Storm

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Along with the cheerful laughter of children, and the Holy Spirit-filled music of a congregation praising God, I think the sound of rain is one of the most wonderful sounds on earth!  Whether it be the calm, soothing cadence of a spring shower, or the booming symphony of a torrential down pour; both are pleasing to my ear.

Rainy days of mist and drizzle are the perfect setting for cozy clothes, my favorite corner of the couch, and a good book.  While outside, the gently falling drops seem to wash the ground and fill it with life.  A soft, warm breeze rustles the newly sprouted leaves on the trees; and they appear to quiver with an excitement that mirrors mine.  When the sun breaks through the clouds, and I see the hills dressed in glistening, fresh green; pathways dotted with puddles, and a rainbow-painted sky — it’s in moments like this — I hear the world whisper God’s blessings.

“You heavens above, rain down My righteousness;
let the clouds shower it down.
Let the earth open wide,
let salvation spring up,
let righteousness flourish with it;
I, The Lord, have created it.

[Isaiah 45:8]

We all know that rain does not always come so peacefully.  Sometimes, it comes with the crack and roll of a thunderhead.  Massive gray billows, charged with electricity, blanket the sky.  Minutes after they arrive, roadways may become rivers, and power outages common place.  Perfect family-bonding weather, at least for my family; with everyone safe at home.  I have great memories of playing board games and eating PB & J sandwiches by candle light, and nights falling asleep watching the lightning show outside my window.

I am constantly amazed and in awe of the raw power of a storm.  As I watch and listen to it rumble across the horizon, I can’t help but think of how awesome our God is!  He created these magnificent, uncontrollable, forces of nature; yet they are small and insignificant when compared to His infinite might!

“Summon Your power, God;
    show us Your strength, our God, as You have done before.”

[Psalm 68:28]

How thrilling it is!

“. . .His way is in whirlwind and storm,
    and the clouds are the dust of His feet.”

[Nahum 1:3]

The Dust of His Feet by Sarah E. Koshiol

The clouds are the dust of His feet!

I have never been one to shy away from a churning tempest.  You will not find me quaking under my bed or in my closet, no — I’ll be on the front porch.  The crisp smell of the rain hanging in the air, and the feel of the wind blowing across my skin, fills me with giddy anticipation and gives me goosebumps.  Thunder and lightning enrapture me!  If I were invincible, I would dance in a hurricane.  I’m not really crazy, though.  I know to be cautious and wise.  It’s not like I want to be electrocuted.

When I see a storm coming or watch the rain fall, I do not look on it as the embodiment of trouble or sadness, as some people do.  I am reminded of the cleansing of my soul.  Simply, I see God.


Sarah E.

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We’re Not Related

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 I Am Not A Monkey’s Cousin   by Sarah Koshiol

I’m NOT a monkey’s cousin

Not a single person is

We’re over all the animals

No baboon’s my relative


We did not evolve from creatures

Crawling out of slime

We were all CREATED

Planned, before the start of time


In the beginning God created

A man formed from the dust

He breathed in him the breath of life

And breathes the same in us


He designed us each uniquely

Within that secret place

Gave us each a sacred soul

He sent His Son to save


So don’t believe their story

If they tell you you’re an ape

A child of the cosmos

Evolved from empty space


The blind hold up these foolish lies

The lost choose not to see

But I know there’s a Living God

Or else there’d not be me


Stop Following Me!


“So God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.

And God blessed them. And God said to them, “Be fruitful and multiply and fill the earth and subdue it,

and have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the heavens and over every living thing that moves on the earth.”

[Genesis 1:27-28]


“For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities — His eternal power and divine nature –have been clearly seen,

being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.”

[Romans 1:20]


“You are worthy, our Lord and God,

to receive glory and honor and power,

for You created all things,

and by Your will they were created and have their being.”

[Revelation 4:11]



Sarah E.

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No Muck Here

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For as long as I can remember, God has been an important part of my life.  I’ve grown up with morning devotions, scripture memory, and family prayer time.  I wore my first Bible to shreds from constantly looking at the pictures! When I was five years old I asked Jesus to come into my heart.  My parents sat next to me, on my brother’s bed; guiding me as I said a modest prayer.  I didn’t fully comprehend the immeasurable wonder that salvation is, but I didn’t have to; I knew Jesus loved me.  I recognized that I did things that were wrong and I knew He would help me do good.  I accepted that He was the only way to get to heaven and I certainly didn’t want to be left out of that!  


Child-like faith comes easy when you’re a child.


During my lifetime, I have heard many powerful testimonies of redemption.  I would sit back and listen to people tell of how they lived lives in theft, sexual immorality, or bondage to alcohol or drugs.  I’d be moved to tears when they recalled how Christ saved them when they were in their darkest time, and He was the light that set them free.  Then, I’d think to myself, “Wow, my testimony is nothing compared to that!  I won’t inspire anyone by telling them I became a Christian when I was a kid, and I was raised in a Godly home.  It’s so boring!”  Now, I know how wrong I was.


 It’s God’s plan of salvation that’s beautiful and inspiring,


not the amount of muck you go through to receive it.


I have had and will continue to have my own tests, trials and temptations.  I am not even within throwing distance of perfect!  I do think I had one day where I didn’t commit a single sin – I was sick and I slept for 26 hours.  Truth!


Never Boast


I know that “all have sinned and fall short of the Glory of God.”  [Romans 3:23]

 I rely on the fact that No temptation has overtaken you [me] that is not common to man. God is faithful, and He will not let you [me] be tempted beyond your [my] ability, but with the temptation He will also provide the way of escape, that you [I] may be able to endure it.”  [1 Corinthians 10:13]

 And I do my best to “Count it all joy, my brothers, when you [I] meet trials of various kinds, for you [I]  know that the testing of your [my] faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you [I] may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.”  [James 1:2-4]

 I am saved by Grace, not by my own works.  Jesus Christ died on the cross for my sins.  When I accepted Him, in faith; believing, He washed my sins away!  All of them – past, present and future!  I thank God for keeping me from evil, for growing me as a Christian, while I was growing from child to adult.  What a blessing to have been brought up in a loving, nurturing environment, by parents that taught me the fear and admonition of The Lord!  What a gift to have been established on a firm foundation!  God changed my heart then, as a child, and He’s still changing it day to day.  He’s perfecting me for His Glory!  This is Easter, and it’s one of my favorite holiday celebrations, because it reminds me of what my Savior did for me.  I like the term Resurrection Sunday best, because without His resurrection there is no victory!


Redeemer, sung by Nicole C. Mullen, is in my top ten song list.

When it comes on the radio, I close my eyes and soak in the awe-inspiring words. . .except when I’m driving, of course!

 “He lives
To take away my shame
And He lives
Forever I’ll proclaim
That the payment for my sin
Was the precious life He gave
But now He’s alive and there’s an empty grave!

And I know
My Redeemer lives
I know
My Redeemer lives
Let all creation testify
That this life within me cries
I know my Redeemer”


The New Oxford American Dictionary defines redeem as this:  1.  Compensate for the faults or bad aspects of (something)  > (of a person) atone or make amends  > save (someone) from sin, error or evil.  2.  Gain or regain possession of (something) in exchange for payment.

How fitting that we call Christ our Redeemer!  What an awesome God!

“On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb.  They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus.  While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them.  In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead?  He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee:  ‘The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ ” [Luke 24:1-7]

Happy Resurrection Sunday!


 I know my Redeemer lives, and I hope you do, too.



Sarah E.


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First Steps In the Write Direction

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The library is one of my favorite places in the world!  Just thinking about the endless stories, and the amount of knowledge that can be obtained there, makes me smile like a little kid who gets her ice cream before dinner.  Sometimes, when I hear we’re going to the library, I have to stop myself from jumping up and down in excitement and anticipation.  Technology today allows us to read digitally, almost anywhere.  I have a Kindle and it’s wonderful, but it’s not like holding a real book in your hands, flipping through the pages; and smelling the paper.  If imagination had a smell, it would smell like books!




When I walk by the shelves of beautifully organized words, I can nearly hear them scream, “Read me!”  I can pick up a book, open its cover; and be transported to another time and place.  I can explore someone else’s mind, view life through their eyes, live their adventures; or follow their dreams with them.  I have a passion for reading and it has been poured into me, drop by drop, word by word by my mother.

I have sweet memories of being younger, sitting with my mom and listening to her read aloud.  Evenings were spent with Louisa May Alcott’s Little Women, the classic Pilgrim’s Progress by John Bunyan, the compelling Orphan Train Adventures as told by Joan Lowery Nixon; and many other stories.  I would snuggle close to the nearest sibling, close my eyes; and let the words make pictures in my mind.

My cultivated zeal for words and reading has blossomed into an aspiration for writing.  The pleasure I got from reading books as a child, like Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, or Dr. Seuss’ Green Eggs and Ham, induces me to write children’s stories now that I hope will ignite similar feelings in a young one.  I am inspired by the writings of Francine Rivers, Terri Blackstock, and Frank Peretti.  I might contemplate writing for adults, but it will take some coaxing.  I am sure of two things: I will be an author, and I’ll  share the truth of God’s love with others; glorifying Him.

I want the words that I put down on paper to draw people to God  I don’t want them to be wasted.  When I was little, my dad would come into our room at night, pray with us and tell us a bedtime story.  I thoroughly enjoyed listening to him weave his tales of faith, humor, adventure, fantasy; or every day life.  I wanted to grow up to do that, too; and my parents have encouraged me all along the way.  I am a story teller at heart.

I believe I know the direction God would have me go, so I am setting aside the fears of failure and rejection that I have let hold me back.  I am stepping out of my comfort zone and writing a guest post, every Sunday, on this blogNo doubt, I’ll be Puddle Jumping, because I have crazy, random thoughts sometimes; but I hope you’ll follow me as I take my first steps in the write direction.

Sarah E.


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Did You Miss Me?

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It’s been months since I’ve been here.  Too many months, actually.  I hope you sort of missed me, maybe wondered why you hadn’t heard my voice for a while.  Maybe you just noticed an empty space and didn’t know it was me that was missing, but now you do.

It’s been a long winter.  I’ve had to step back, reevaluate, look for balance, pursue and embrace the new, while disengaging and releasing some of the old.  It’s been a challenging season, and although I’m not through it yet, the hope of spring is revitalizing.

You may notice a few changes here, and I hope you’ll like them.  Your comments, suggestions, and constructive criticisms are welcome.  It is my intention to share more personal posts, hoping you gain something from my life and experience.  I know there are so many things that compete for our time, I’d like you to feel good about stopping here for a moment.

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Sundays, beginning March 24th, I’ll have a guest blogger ~my daughter, Sarah E.  She’s new to blogging and I think we’ll all enjoy watching her grow and finding her own voice here.  She is young, creative, and delightfully random.  You’ll find her posts under Puddle Jumping.  I know you’ll be supportive and encouraging with your comments.

It’s nice to be back.






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