Grace Baptist Church

 Dansville, NY

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Contributors

Stacie Gibson is Matt's wife, a mother of 4, a busy homemaker and home-educator in addition to being a certified ACBC counselor.  She is a guest blogger at Biblical Counseling for Women.

Barb Leaman is a children's Sunday School teacher and a teacher's aide for the Hornell Jr and Sr. High Schools.  She is wife to Glenn and mother to an adult daughter.

Dave Theobald
is the preaching and teaching elder at Grace Baptist Church.  He is married to Jamie and has two sons, Job and Jonathan.

Rob Wilson is a deacon of Grace Baptist Church, a veterinarian specializing in large animals, a farmer, a husband to Kim, and father to 3 energetic kids.  

Ustad ("teacher," in local dialect) is a global partner of GBC, who shares stories and perspectives from the field, for our encouragement and to help orient us on things eternal. 

Grace Notes Blog Posts

Peace When There is No Peace


As I write this, I am looking around my undecorated home wondering when our family is going to find the time to get our Christmas tree and the rest of the holiday décor out. As December is now upon us, I am ashamed that I have waited so long. You see, I am one of those annoying people that loves the sights and sounds of the holidays. The 24-hour Christmas music station has been blasting since the day after Halloween.  It’s the most wonderful time of the year and I feel like Buddy the Elf most days.
Do you ever find that your mood changes with the weather? There is something about sunshine that seems to naturally lift our spirits and something about rainy days that is a little depressing. As someone whose job it is to harvest crops though, there is more to the discouragement of raining days than just an alteration in my body’s melatonin level; I can’t combine when it is raining and I need multiple days of sunshine to dry out most of the crops that I harvest! 

The Truth Shall Set You Free


Open up the Christian book catalogs or get on social media and you will see countless Christian books coming out for women. Some are very solid with good theology that I can’t wait to read, so I add them to my Amazon cart as soon as possible.  It’s unfortunate though, that the majority of these books written for Christian women assist in the feeding of our flesh and promote self help.  

At the mention of Halloween, most people think of kids having fun dressing up and collecting as much candy as they can. It is a time to have some extra fun with hay rides and haunted houses. Dusk comes early and there is ample opportunity to enjoy being scared of what is imagined to be in the dark. Yet, is there more to Halloween than just fun, games, and wild imaginations? Is there really something lurking in the shadows that we can’t see?

The Real War


Seventeen years ago, on a picture perfect September morning, four planes took off into the beautiful blue morning sky never to return to an airport again. Nineteen men aboard these planes were set on a suicide mission to use these jets, full of passengers, as weapons of mass destruction against innocent civilians. Three planes hit their mark, one into each tower of the World Trade Center in Manhattan, NY, completely destroying the towers, and one into the Pentagon in Washington D.C. The fourth plane crashed into the Western Pennsylvania countryside. Almost 3000 people lost their lives that fateful day in September, in one of the most egregious acts of aggression our country has ever seen. It seemed as if we all suffered loss that infamous day, if not the loss of a friend or loved one, then the loss of naivety and a sense of security. Though terrorism was nothing new around the world, that day it became real to those of us who call the United States home. Shortly thereafter, a new phase arose in our nation’s vocabulary- “The War on Terror;” a war that has continued for seventeen years and still seems to have no end in sight.

An Extraordinary Tale


The airport in the capital city of our adopted country is an interesting place to meet a certain brand of foreigner traveler: contractors, diplomats and para-military, normally single and alone, attracted by the high salaries or adventurous experiences offered here. "Milo" (not his real name) sat down next to a colleague and myself while we were waiting to board the next flight. I was tired and ready for a break, not in the mood for conversations with strangers. But God had an appointment lined up.

It was a beautifully bright sunny and hot late July morning in 2017. The heavy morning dew had recently evaporated away by the heat of the sun. It was time to resume harvesting wheat, and I had no time to spare. You see, for the past couple of weeks it seemed that just about every time the wheat was dry enough to combine, it rained. The wheat was starting to sprout because of all the rain, and it needed to get out of the field and into a dry bin. As was typical for this season, the forecast for this particular day was chance of showers in the early afternoon, and I still had two other farmers counting on me to harvest their wheat after I finished this job! To top it all off, we were missing our lake side camping reservations in the Adirondack mountains, and my wife and kids were waiting for me to finish combining so that we might be able to salvage at least part of our vacation (on a dryer, “normal” year, wheat harvest would have been finished a couple weeks earlier).

A Mother's Day Dining Adventure

By Rob Wilson

When a women becomes a mother, there are many things she has to give up, like time alone, a clean house, sleep, and a quiet dinner in a nice restaurant. These are all things which my wife, Kim, has likewise had to do without, but this Mother’s day she was really looking forward to once again enjoying a meal in a fancy restaurant. I was more than glad to oblige her in this request, and so I made dinner reservations for our family. As it turned out we did have a good time, and a memorable evening, but  just not the way we used to enjoy a meal out together when it was just Kim and me.

What Would Jesus Say...

To the recent Miami University Bridge Collapse or the Douglas Stoneman School Shooting?

This past Thursday afternoon as I started up my pickup truck, I caught the tail end of a news report stating that a bridge had collapse, people had been trapped, and casualties had occurred. As it turned out, this breaking story was that of the collapse of a pedestrian bridge which had been under construction at the edge of Florida International University's campus, in Miami, Florida. I later heard that six were confirmed dead, and nine taken to the hospital. My immediate response was to pray for all those involved, and then I thought how tragic this is, especially for a state and a nation still mourning the school shooting that happened just last month in Parkland, Florida. It seems like there is just one disaster after another these days. I knew that the big question of “why” would be on everyone’s mind, and that the news would be full of speculation. Then it occurred to me, that the Lord, whom many of us instinctively pray to in times like these, knows exactly what happened. It was not a surprise to Him.

Will the Church Change the World in 2018?

Why So Much Division and Hatred in our Country Part 5

By Rob Wilson

Dr. Rosaria Butterfield was a professor of English and Queer Studies at Syracuse University. She described herself as being happy in the monogamous lesbian relationship which she had been in for a decade, but like the rest of us, she was blind to the truth about God, and headed toward an eternity without Him. Then God placed a believing couple, Ken and Floy Smith in her life.