Faith on View

A life etched into the mountains

A trilobite fossil is shown in an off white rock.

“Can you tell me what kind it is?” A rock, thrust in my face by my keen-eyed daughter, looked like the kind of shale we’d been examining for the better part of an hour. The …

I Am What I Am #6, acrylic on paper, blue and yellow

This statement was displayed with an art exhibition of mine several years ago. It was a personal statement that the venue asked me to include. It has a central idea that is very important to …

Rondall Reynoso is shown in an Eucalyptus grove, leaning on a deadfall, on the property on which he was raised.

My family history in Tennessee goes back over 200 years, although I was raised in California. I never imagined the two sides of my heritage would collide as they have. A tale of three sides …

Scot Loyd is shown with his mother in this snapshot.

My mother is fond of telling me, “Scot you’re David!” The David she has in mind is the biblical one. And when she conflates me and King David, I’m positive she is thinking of the …

Image shows a pastel and acrylic abstract painting in colors of red, blue and green.

I grew up on a small ranch in Northern California. My mother, who was raised in rural Tennessee and loved the land, took care of the ranch and home. My father was an Appellate Court …

When I started Faith on View in 2011, I wrote on the About page that transparency is a core value of mine and this website (blog at that point) would seek to be transparent. That declaration …

The ranch home where Mom and Dad raised their children and was home base for the family for over 40 years.

*This article is written collaboratively by both Pamela and Rondall Reynoso. * “The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” (Psalms 34:18) Those who follow this website may have read …

My last essay, A Birthday (and Holiday) Lamentation, was a very personal exploration of some serious challenges in my life currently. It is a hard and sad post. Yet, there is hope. My wife, Pamela, …

Today is my Birthday…Happy Birthday to me? I don’t feel very happy. It feels more like a time for lamentation than joy. I had a very different essay planned for this week but this subject …

male and female wood cut outs sit on a wooden 'bench' holding hands with a sign above saying Helen and Roy, the Loyd's

The girth of our gratitude is proportionate to the depth of our perspective. This truth was once again made apparent as I visited with my 87-year-old mother, prior to this year’s Thanksgiving holiday. It has …