I wrote this poem in 1973. My father had a brain tumor of the most aggressive kind, and he hung on to life for nine months, at least his body did. As time progressed, the tumor and corresponding treatment blocked the essence of my father from making it out of the barriers that jailed him… Read More
Live Life Laughing: Silliness 1
If you cannot find your dog, open the fridge.He’s standing right behind you. I like little kids, and little kids like me. They kinda look up to me. Q: Where do skeletons spend their vacation?A. At the Dead Sea? Thanks to lastlemon.com for doing posting 1,000 short jokes as visuals and posting them on Pinterest… Read More
Spiritual Phototropism
I introduced the idea of “spiritual phototropism” on December 21, but I’d love to spend more time with you on this subject. Tropism is the turning or bending (typically by growth instead of movement) of an organism in response to external stimuli. When it refers to plants turning toward the nourishment of the sun, is… Read More
Dei-Phototropism
A number of years ago I took three semesters of our church’s Leaders of the Harvest classes. Everyone was asked to write down their own belief statement. I was convicted by the verse below, and my personal Biblical mandate became a poem (Nov. 13, 2006). If any one of you thinks God has something for… Read More
How do we grow?
God wants you to grow into the design he created. And the reason God wants you to grow is so that–so that you can paint a picture, make meals for the hungry, build houses for the homeless, raise a family, or make others laugh. So that you can affect others around you in the way… Read More
Who are you, really?
You are a soldier in a battle that’s taking place in your soul, a fight for who you will be—the person you were created to be or the person you’ve decided you want to be. “Each of us has a “me” that we think we should be, which is at odds with the me that… Read More
Picture God’s Light (5)
Anxiety. That is the label that many of us might attached to the year 2020. If we weren’t afraid, all we had to do was turn on the news channel of our choice, and the fearful voices were compelling: Join me in worry. If you, like me, found yourself sitting in anxiousness at time, what… Read More
Kathleen S Evenhouse 