ALL RESOURCES BY James C. Schaap

James C. Schaap

Author Bio:
Dr. James Calvin Schaap, professor of English at Dordt College in Iowa, is an award-winning author and deeply devoted believer whose writing often reflects self-discovery, faith, and grace. His works include Things We Couldn't Say,Romey's Place, and Touches the Sky, all novels, along with short stories, journalism, and a series of devotional books for young readers. He and his wife, Barbara, have two grown children. Jim is a member of The Chrysostom Society.

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12.27.09(Personal Reflection)

A Land of a Thousand Pumpkins >

Sometimes I'm tempted to negotiate with God.

2.1.09(Personal Reflection)

Abject Failure Makes Success Sweeter >

Nothing works.

2.25.07(Personal Reflection)

Testimony of the Greenway Hollanders >

Today, when I think of how a few gentle nudges and a dime's worth of attention prompted that kid to seek me out for comfort, then I can't help but marvel at how fragile we are and how deeply each of us stand in need of love and dignity.

11.12.06(Personal Reflection)

King Davids in Their Daily Work >

Consistency, integrity, and fairness are not easy to find on weekends or weekdays. If they were, the world would be a much sweeter place.

3.12.06(Personal Reflection)

When? >

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?
Psalm 41:2


The Ghost Dance, one of the saddest religions of all time, was a frenetic hobgoblin of Christianity, mysticism,…

9.18.05(Personal Reflection)

Tracks of the Righteous >

In 1943, people throughout war-torn Europe frequently walked the railroad tracks picking up refuse scattered in the gravel—rings and watches, articles of clothing; books, letters, diaries; sometimes items of great value, sometimes not; keepsakes priceless…

5.29.05(Personal Reflection)

I Can Do All Things >

When my son called home to tell us he'd fallen into a cold blue funk that could only be called "depression," we weren't totally surprised; we were, however, saddened and afraid.

Ever since graduating from college, he'd seemed decisive only about…

10.17.04(Personal Reflection)

Left Behind >

She was one of several people who came up after I'd read some fiction at a small college in Ontario, Canada. She was tall and thin and had the unmistakable allure of affluence. She waited in the short line that formed until everyone else was finished.…

9.5.04(Personal Reflection)

A Story about Integrity >

What I have is a shard of old newsprint with a fading picture, enough to prove that I'm not simply telling tall tales.

5.23.04(Personal Reflection)

By Faith, Moses . . . >

The American Puritans were a hardy folk. When first set ashore on this continent, they found no Holiday Inns, no brightly lit BP gas marts. Fast food was as unheard of as indoor plumbing. There was nothing at all on the Massachusetts coast, not even…

2.22.04(Personal Reflection)

The Influence of Small Decisions >

Jed's revelation came while sitting in front of the TV one Friday morning, his trusty java in one hand, the remote in the other. CNN featured the trial of a man accused of butchering his wife. The DNA from a single hair found in the truck was that…

8.3.03(Bible Reflection)

Thankless Lives >

"The wicked man earns deceptive wages, but he who sows righteousness reaps a sure reward." Proverbs 11:16


"It happened quite a while ago," she told me, "at a time in my life when I was at my lowest—that's what I remember."

I…

7.6.03(Personal Reflection)

In Just Spring >

Sinners who haven't plumbed their own darkness cannot comprehend the blinding luminosity of grace, says a basic Calvinist tenant. I rather like that equation, but then I live on the Great Plains, where the Lord wrote the textbook on winter. Out here,…

6.23.02(Personal Reflection)

The Unforgettable Prairie Morning >

Out here in western Iowa where I live, on the eastern emerald cusp of the Great Plains, on some balmy early fall days, it's not hard to believe that we are not where we are. Warm southern breezes sweep all the way up from the Gulf; the sun smiles with…

3.24.02(Personal Reflection)

The Deeds of Bears Ear >

In 1875, the year before the Battle at Little Big Horn, a 30-year-old single woman named Mary C. Collins, living in eastern Iowa, accepted an appointment as a missionary/teacher on the Great Sioux Reservation of the Dakota territories. She had wanted…