Kathleen S Evenhouse
Writing With Vision
We take His name, but stay the same; satisfied with self in our worldly wisdom.We forget to let the old die, just winterize it to stay comfortable in the world as we know it. But hanging on to the old stops rebirth of the new.In baptism we drown the old so the new can flourish,… Read More
Why do I bother with silly, groan-worthy, nothing blogs on Fridays that focus on things that induce laughter–at least they make me laugh. Because I don’t want to live without it–life needs more than just endurance. I want to look for things that bring a smile, a chuckle, and outright laughter. And it’s always more… Read More
But if serving the Lord seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.” Joshua 24:15, NIV You choose. Indecision is… Read More
Did you know that our minds help us to get our thought lives under control. Our brains operate under the control of our minds, so we can re-design our own brains. We aren’t victims of biology as we used to believe. Our brains are the physical house or structure of our minds. We use them… Read More
Were Boaz, Ruth, Moses, David, or Rahab wiser, stronger, more honorable, or more deserving of God’s favor than you or I? No. They were just as unlikely to become heroes of faith as anyone else. We’re all born in sin and live in a broken world. The Bible teaches us that we are responsible and accountable for our… Read More
If I ran the world I would choose: adoration over abstinence, beauty over bravery, cameos over character, desire over deliberation, entertainment over endurance, fulfillment over frustration, gifted over growth, happy over hearty, id over instructive, joy over justice, keep over keen, lovely over lonely, me-centric over maternal, now over next time, opinion over orientation, peaceful… Read More
The sun is shining but how can I reflect its rays when storm clouds of fear and pain block their passage to my soul. My bed is floating on a flood of nightly tears; my gut writhes and clenches as I cry out to you for mercy and help. How long, Oh Lord, how much… Read More
Kathleen S Evenhouse 