...a word from Kathy

Years ago , when we had small children bath time and bedtime became a ritual.  We would bathe our children and bundle them in towels to dry them off.  I can still remember that fresh, sweet child-scent and feel those soft, soft pajamas.  Often, bedtime included a last snack and reading a book together...or two.  For our Sarah, those moments also included a stuffed animal we creatively named 'puppy'.   So, after long days at work, Ray and I would each pair off with a child and go through this routine.  We then, after the reading would tuck them in and creep out of their rooms in great hope that there would not be one last request.  It seemed to me that just  as I would get to my room to relax and do other mom things I would hear one last, sing-song voice... Hall light!   Ahh, yes, my little girl needed the hall light.  Even after the moments of snuggle, the tuck-in, the sweet prayers, the reassurance of love, the kiss..... Hall light ...

T oday, I sit and stare at this computer screen.  I've made a commitment to write every two weeks this summer; however, the words seem to have stopped but I've been going and going.  A twelve-hour car ride, hotels, flights, new life starting, old life ending, going and going.  I have a really bad feeling that the God I say I love, serve and follow has been running to catch-up to me...I remind myself, He's leading...remember?  Invite Him on this summer journey...and sit back and follow.  I get so wrapped up in my next to-do that I often run ahead and run all day and then collapse into a heap of weariness.  That's where I've been the last few days. But even so...there He stands waiting, urging, listening.  How can the God of the universe be so available? "When Jesus had entered Capernaum, a centurion came to him , asking for help. “ Lord ,” he said, “my servant lies at home paralyzed, suffering terribly.” Jesus said to him, “Shall I com...

A s a little girl, I remember many games of Hide-and-Seek.   The goal was to hide well and not be found...at least not be the first one found!   I had a friend who hid SO well that there were times that she literally could not be found!   For most of us, we hid but we all were eventually found...that's what made it fun! We WANTED to be found.   But, you know the person who is IT in Hide-and-Seek?  The person who has to find everyone?  I never liked being IT.  There was too much pressure to find everyone!    The IT must be tenacious when the seeking gets tough.   Weren't you always annoyed with the kid that gave up while you were in your hiding place? And somehow, after we'd hidden so well and the seeker couldn't find us we'd then blame the seeker.   ' You didn't look hard enough!    You gave up on me!    You got tired and quit!    I wasn't important enough for you to keep looking!' R...