by Kathleen S. Evenhouse

light sources: faith in the yet unseen

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

by Kathleen S. Evenhouse

light sources: the man in the moon

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

by Kathleen S. Evenhouse

light sources: daylight moonshine

When the sun is bright in the sky— too radiant to look at without damaging my eyes— does the moon still reflect its light? Surely it does on the other side of the world where the inky darkness of night covers the earth with shadow. But I don’t look for the moon during my daylight… Read More

by Kathleen S. Evenhouse

light sources: metaphors

You can take a metaphor just so far before it falls apart. If I am like the moon which reflects the light of the sun, my light source is outside, not attached to me at all. But my source of light— and life, warmth, love, all that I am— is not only outside of me… Read More

by Kathleen S. Evenhouse

light sources: waxing and waning

I reflect His light as the moon does the sun— waxing and waning as the days pass. but the differences in the light I mirror is not a result of my light source’s output— which never wanes or waxes, but blazes with such bright rays that I cannot, in my frailty, look at it head-on… Read More