Kathleen S Evenhouse
Writing With Vision
CHAOSin our families, our communities, our country CHAOSand who’s loving it? Who’s laughing?I’ll give you a clue: it is not God. We are all different, look at things through different lenses, and have had different experiences. How are we to interact? How are we to treat each other respectfully. I must admit to recent failures… Read More
English puns make me feel numb.But math puns make me feel number. Today’s DEEP THOUGHT: When you clean out avacuum cleaner, You become a vacuum cleaner. The word queue is ironic.It is just a Q with a bunch of silent letters waiting in line. My husband fainted on the baggage carousel at the airport.Thanksfully, he… Read More
God’s in charge—always. …Put your hope in God and know real blessing!God made sky and soil, sea and all the fish in it.He always does what he says— he defends the wronged, he feeds the hungry.God frees prisoners— he gives sight to the blind, he lifts up the fallen.God loves good people, protects strangers, takes the side of orphans and widows, but makes short work of the… Read More
“I don’t respond to politics on social media,” except I forgot the rule I’d made (I am a learn-through-experience person). I’m more than happy to engage personally, which I do on a regular basis with those who agree and disagree with my opinions. But the barrage, the continuous volley of buckshot, that followed my response… Read More
I just bought a sweet car online.It was previously owned by Neil Diamond. I tried to walk like an Egyptian,and now I need to see a Cairo practor. What happens with a microscope crashes into a telescope?They kaleidoscope. How does Good King Wenceslas like his pizza? Deep pan, crisp, and even.
LOVE: the place where everything begins, exists, contains, expresses, shares.
I don’t keep a daily journal, but if I did, this story would be in it with top billing. It truly happened, but I added my running mental commentary.After all, it;s my journal. Early on the Saturday morning after Christmas, our footsteps and the scrape-thump of John’s walker echoed in empty hospital halls. As we… Read More
Kathleen S Evenhouse 