Resources by Margaret Bronson

Margaret Bronson is a pastor's wife, writer, homeschool mom, lover of books and being outside. She lives in Jefferson City, MO with her husband David, four children 6 and under, a robot vacuum named Siobhan, and lots of plants.

Oct 2, 2019

The Uncomfortability Of Others’ Suffering by Margaret Bronson

There can be a temptation to put believers who are suffering in a petri dish, watching to see if they grow evidence that will confirm our doctrinal beliefs without making us too uncomfortable in the process.

May 29, 2017

The Redeeming Christ by Margaret Bronson

In the greatest act of love, Jesus Christ, the eternal, pre-existing Prince of heaven, left His throne and came to earth to redeem His people from their sin so that they may live eternally with Him.

Jul 17, 2017

The Bible is Better Than Google by Margaret Bronson

Because of His perfection, we know that what He says is reliably true. 

Jan 12, 2018

Sanctification and God’s Rambunctious Children by Margaret Bronson

We are, like my children, desperately needy and utterly dependent upon God, not only to meet our needs but to sustain our faith and grow us into spiritual adulthood. 

Aug 25, 2017

One Life, Two Worlds by Margaret Bronson

Even death, the great scourge, only serves to unite us to the One we long for. 

Nov 13, 2017

Made Perfect In Union With Christ by Margaret Bronson

The reason that the doctrine of glorification matters is that this doctrine forms the foundation of the comfort, peace, and hope that God gives us to continue living in this difficult place. 

Apr 23, 2018

Better Together by Margaret Bronson

It is clear that men and women need each other if they are to accomplish the task God gave humanity to fill and subdue the earth, bringing glory to God in the process.

Jul 18, 2016

Are You A Complainer or A Fixer? by Margaret Bronson

I remember one time after church I came home all bent out of shape over how lonely I was. No one ever invited me to anything. I just really wanted adult interaction. My sweet husband just looked at me patiently and said, “Well, why don’t you invite some girls over?”