Kathleen S Evenhouse
Writing With Vision
This verse came close to home in the last few years as I faced health issues and made decisions about treatment. I had to ask myself, “Is God’s love for me enough? Is it really better than staying alive?” I love life. I love my life, but that is finite. God’s love is forever, and… Read More
I live in the hope, and I will die in this hope.
A baby knows the womb, its rhythm and sounds, as she floats, confined within her mother, every need and want accommodated without the need to ask. She is content. Until she runs out of room, and dances across the womb for joy because she can, her feet are contained, and elbows restrained. A pirouette… Read More
Even though Iowa is experiencing one of warmest winters since we have moved here in 1992, my husband and I still chose to go south to Missouri for a week in early March. After a seven-hour drive, we are seeing many more signs of early spring: more green grass, a few daffodils, and budding trees.… Read More
What would be worse than not getting your deepest desire? Getting it, and losing it. But what if I knew God does miracles—things impossible for a mere human to even imagine? What if I had already experienced that in my life? Would I be so focused on the tragedy that I forgot the God of… Read More
My mom is 99½ years old. Her body is giving all the signs that her move to her heavenly mansion, in the Father’s house, will happen soon. So, I’m in California, staying with my sister, and visiting Mom, helping her eat meals, singing, remembering, and praying. The timing of her move is not ours, but… Read More
In 1993, my oldest daughter was a senior in high school–soon to leave home. My father was dying of a brain tumor, and my mother was looking into an unknown future. And I was becoming aware that so many new, unexplored horizons were before me. That’s when I wrote the musings below. Birth A woman… Read More
Kathleen S Evenhouse 