Kathleen S Evenhouse
Writing With Vision
It was so bright in the bedroom, I thought it must be morning. The clock read 4:27. Okay, morning, but way too early—it’s supposed to still be dark outside. I turned over, and the moonlight was so bright, I had to close my eyes. A white circle, a residual moon-echo, still hung on the inside… Read More
For some of us, the jolly holiday lights don’t match the darkness we’re feeling: grief, loss, pain, financial woes, job loss, loneliness, fear, nobody to share it with… This light is just for you.
David Crowder turns the meaning of eclipse on its head in his song “How He Loves.” “…When all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory and I realize just how beautiful You are and how great Your affections are for me…” God’s love is the master eclipse— its light the… Read More
Do you see him? The moon is full, round, and brilliant— so bright that trees cast shadows and I can find my way in the darkness. I stand still and look at the moon, in awe at the beauty, whispering thanks for the light, and I see him— the man in the moon, looking lovingly… Read More
The moon shines in the darkness. This statement could be considered inaccurate because the moon has no capacity to produce and emit rays of light, therefore it cannot “shine.” The moon shines in the darkness. This statement could be considered accurate if the intended definition of “shine” is “ to be bright by reflection of… Read More
Kathleen S Evenhouse 