Archives for June 2015

Our Response to Friday June 26th, 2015

Several folks have asked us what we think of the Supreme Court’s ruling regarding same sex marriage that was announced on Friday, June 26th. The best answer we can give is in the words of a song my Dad wrote. He sang it at a family gathering and we captured it on video. If you are as concerned about the ruling and its effect on our nation as we are, you will likely say amen to my wise father’s lyrics.

Our Brand New Book Is Here!

Fam pix smallerWe just received copies of our brand new book, 52 Prayers for My Grandchild from Harvest House Publishers. 52 Prayers for My GrandchildIt is now available at our Bookstore and can be found at Christian Bookstores, Amazon as well as an ebook at your favorite sites.

We feel strongly about praying for grandchildren. Because of the condition of our nation and our world, our little ones are in great need of being covered in prayer.

This book features 52 of the most important areas of life that effect every grandchild. Every topic is highlighted with a story that expands on the topic and closes with a prayer that is powerful because it is immersed in the Scriptures. The Biblical references for the verses used in the prayers are shown at end of each chapter.

If you also feel the urgency to pray for your grandchild, we invite you to get a copy of this book and use it daily…someday they will thank you for it!

Here’s a sample chapter from 52 Prayers I Pray for My Grandchild…

Resting in Tranquility   

I Pray My Grandchildren Will Know the Value of Resting

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Annie with her Grandma and Grandpa Eckard



My grandchildren love to hear stories about my childhood. One of the fondest memories I (Annie) have shared is about spending five glorious days each summer at my Grandma Eckard’s house. The very thought of it today takes my mind back to a time when life, at least for a little while, was tranquil and, best of all, restful.

At Grandma Eckard’s house I got to be the “only child” since all her children were raised. This was a special treat because at home I was the fourth of six children living with my parents in a small, four-room house. As far as I was concerned, having my own room and a bed to myself was equivalent to staying in a five-star hotel. It didn’t matter that my resort retreat was an aging, two-story, clapboard house in desperate need of a fresh coat of paint.eckARD HOME copy

At Grandma’s house there were no chores for me to do. I didn’t have to help with milking the cows, slopping the hogs, feeding the chickens, or taking care of my two younger sisters. In fact, there was nothing for me to do. It was a vacation consisting of rocking and talking on the front porch with Grandma. At her house I learned how sweet rest can be.

My two bachelor uncles who lived with Grandma made my vacation even more special. Uncle Raymond would go to town and bring back snacks and treats I never had at home: soda pop, M&M candies, doughnuts and canned potted meat. I looked forward to those few days from one year to the next.

There were amenities lacking at Grandma’s house that might have posed a problem for some children. I didn’t mind that she had no electricity, no running water, no indoor plumbing, no toys, no swing sets, and of course, no television or other modern technical trinkets that my grandchildren use for entertainment and recreation. I can’t even remember having a ball to play with. All I remember is sitting on the front porch and listening as Grandma talked.

I knew how to get the conversation started. All I had to say was, “Grandma, tell me about your brothers and sisters when you were growing up.” Although I’d heard most of the stories many times, I never tired of hearing them, and it seemed that she never tired of telling them. Recounting the events allowed her to revisit the people she missed and still loved dearly.

A faraway look would come to her eyes as she spoke. She would look straight ahead as though she were seeing a time that still existed—and all that was missing was her presence there. She would cry when she talked about the day her little brother, Granvell, asked his mom for a piece of chicken she was frying. He was told he’d have to wait until it finished cooking. Before the chicken was ready, the little boy was dead of the dreaded scarlet fever. Oh how Grandma grieved that Granvell didn’t get to eat one last piece of chicken. Sad stories like these, as well as others that were more lighthearted, were told on that old front porch. For a little while I got to live those time with Grandma.

Grandma Eckard’s house was only two miles from where my parents lived, but when I was there it felt like a million miles away. Even now I get that faraway feeling that was due to my perspective as a child. I also realize that it was likely that Grandma had things she could have…should have…been doing instead of sitting with me, but she sat with me and focused on my visit. In fact, I don’t recall ever seeing my grandmother that she didn’t have an apron on, so I know she constantly worked. Yet, somehow she made time to sit with me. What a great example she was as a grandmother. Even though she never met her great-great-grandchildren who now come to my house, they have her to thank each time I invite them to my back porch so we can spend time together.porch



Though my grandkids don’t live on an extremely busy dairy farm like I did, their lives are abuzz with homeschooling, church activities, ballet and music lessons. There are plenty of interest to steal their attention and keep them from resting. My hope is that they will learn at my house what I learned at my Grandma Eckard’s house—to sit for a while and rest and listen. That’s why I pray….

Father, in these crazy days filled with actions and distractions of every kind, I pray You will help my grandchildren understand the value of rest. Even though productivity is nearly worshiped in our world today, I ask You to help them not succumb to the deception that they are what they do and they their value is found in what they accomplish.

Please help them understand that they were designed by You to need rest. After all, You created this magnificent universe and then rested from Your labors. There remains a rest for Your people. The ones who have entered Your rest also rest from their works as You did Yours. Help my grandchildren see the importance of stepping aside and embracing the blessing of inactivity.

Even as You, Lord Jesus, found it necessary to get away by Yourself to a place of quiet and repose, guide my grandchildren to a peaceful, alone place where they can rest from the toils and stresses of their day. Help them seek rest for their hearts and souls. May they come to You when they’re weary and heavy-laden from troubles. You’ve promised to provide rest for their souls. I hope they’ll take up Your yoke and learn from You because You are gentle and humble in heart. In You they will find rest because Your yoke is an easy one and Your burden isn’t too heavy.

Please lead my grandchildren to the cool, green pastures of Your presence, where they can rest by the still waters and be restored. And it’s all right with me if those still waters are found on my back porch.

In Jesus’ name.



(Gen. 2:2; Heb. 4:9-11; Mark 6:31; Matt. 11:28-30; Psalm 23)

Reply To A Hurting Dad

We recently received a letter from a dad. His son was making some choices that he knew would ultimately lead to the boy’s demise both spiritually as well as physically. As the father poured out his anguish over the situation, he candidly revealed IMG_2186that he had struggled with his own demons. He was a recovering alcoholic and felt that the enemy was using the heartbreak and stress over his son’s situation to tempt him to start drinking again. By the tone of the letter, it became obvious that both the father and the son were on the brink of destruction.

If this hurting father’s struggle describes what you’re going through with a child, perhaps the thoughts I shared with him will be an encouragement and comfort to you as well.

  • God doesn’t force His children to do the right thing or make right choices, neither can we. Because every sin begins with believing a lie, ask the the Heavenly Father to help you pinpoint the deception and pray specifically and fervently against it. (John 8:32, 36; John 17:15; 2 Thessalonians 3:3)


  • Pray that the child will find no true pleasure or lasting peace in their sin. Like the empty-pocketed prodigal son came to his senses and returned to his father, pray that your child will also see his need and be driven back into the Heavenly Father’s arms. In no way is it an easy prayer to pray but let the hope of your child’s salvation strengthen your resolve. (Luke 15:11-32)         God does nothing except in response to believing prayer. John Wesley


  • While you should not condone the sinful choice your child is making, you can be kind to them. Loving the sinner while hating the sin is like loving the patient and hating the terminal cancer. Because sinful behavior is not satisfied with being tolerated, rather it demands to be affirmed and accepted, be careful to avoid encouraging the behavior. Ultimately, it is neither loving nor kind. (Romans 2:4)
  • As the parent, don’t let your child’s bad choices change you. Keep your eyes focused on Jesus. Satan wants to kill, steal and destroy both you and your child, but Jesus came to give life more abundantly. If the enemy can neutralize the parent who is standing in the gap by praying for the wayward child, he has won. Don’t become weary in well doing, for at the proper time you will reap a harvest if you do not give up. (Galatians 6:9)                                           –
  • Stay in fellowship with other believers. Don’t try to go it alone in your battle for your child’s soul. Remember what Corrie Ten Boon said, “When a Christian shuns fellowship with other Christians, the devil smiles. When he stops studying the Bible, the devil laughs. When he stops praying, the devil shouts for joy.

Annie Chapman

Our Son Played at the Grand Ole Opry!!!


IMG_1153Nathan, our only begotten son, played the Grand Ole Opry on Tuesday, June 16. The set will soon be posted in the archives at WSM 650 a.m.


Grammy Award winning producer steps out of the control room into the vocal booth!

This was Nathan’s debut on the legendary stage and the music was received with standing ovations!!

His three songs were from his recently completed CD called, “Revival.” On stage with Nathan was his wife and co-producer, Stephanie.

You can get a copy of “Revival” at Nathan’s website. (click here) and to read a feature story in The Tennessean about him and his new recording, click here