Kay Harms

His Story…on My Heart – Weekend Playlist Pick

As a writer, I’m prone to being consumed with my own words, my own thoughts, my plotline. I’ve written out “my story” no fewer than a dozen times. You, too? “What do you want to be when you grow up?” we were asked as children. And we gave an answer. Few of us turned out to be the princesses or… Read More

Why We Fight with Our Husbands…and How to Stop

“Arghhhh!” That’s what I found myself voicing in my head with almost every word my husband uttered aloud. Nothing he said pleased me. I disagreed. I knew a better way. He didn’t see the whole picture. He wasn’t doing it right. I felt offended. Even his voice grated on my nerves. If he said it was green, I said it… Read More

Broken? Check out the Weekend Playlist Pick

Broken is not bad. Broken can be beautiful…in the hands of the Lord. This weekend’s Playlist Pick reminds us that even when we are broken and weary we can praise the Lord with confidence and hope. Maybe even, especially when we are broken and worn… I am forgotten as a dead man, out of mind; I am like a broken vessel.  (Psalm… Read More

And Suddenly You’re Living It – Walk With Me

Peace. It’s one of those intangible commodities that you don’t notice or appreciate until it’s missing. Hope. The absence of it sits heavy on your heart and pulls at your mind. Joy. You see it on the faces of others and realize your own countenance is lacking. Some of the richest things in life are the very ones we take… Read More

Weekend Playlist Pick

Wet paint. That pretty much sums up what I feel like today. A work in progress…never quite complete…always becoming. “Keep making me, Lord.” That’s one of those prayers we pray with bold hesitation. We want His wise and skillful hands to mold us, but we flinch at the thought of all that means. We trust His tender and artistic touch,… Read More

Wonder if You’re “Doing it Right?” – Walk With Me

It was over 20 years ago, but I remember the restless anxiety like it was yesterday. I sat back in our hand-me-down green recliner with my feet up and my pregnant belly weighing me down. Exhausted from unpacking boxes, these were the first minutes I’d had to sit down and rest since my husband had left the house to begin… Read More