Kay Harms

The Presence of the Lord…even in this place

Imagine my impatience and irritability with Abraham this morning as I read that he had once again caused an international scuffle by presenting Sarah to a king as his sister and not his wife. Will he ever learn? Must he keep committing the same ridiculous errors? His repetitive mistakes remind me of the University of Arizona kicker, Alex Zendejas, who… Read More

It Doesn’t Have to be That Way

Does Scripture intersect with your life on a regular basis? I hope so. I’m referring to those times when you’re reading the Bible like you do most every day (because I do hope you’re reading it most every day — it just works best that way…) and something from It’s pages jumps out and tackles an issue that either you… Read More

That Ugly Four-Lettered “O” Word

About the time we turn two we decide that the word “obey” is an ugly word. “Put the cookie down.” “No! My cookie!” “Obey me right now and put the cookie down.” And there’s the rub. We want to please our parents, obey them, but we also want. that. cookie. Or the toy or the TV show or the boyfriend… Read More

Can’t Sleep?

I love how practical the Word of God is. Today’s reading landed me on one of those extremely practical, everyday sort of precepts: If you want a good night’s sleep, you need a good God. And fortunately, we have one. Lord, how they have increased who trouble me! Many are they who rise up against me. Many are they who… Read More

The Promotion (with benefits)

What do you do? What is your vocation? I chose those words carefully because I realize many of us would get stumped by “what is your career?” or “what do you do for a living?” simply because we don’t get paid much or anything for what we do. Also, many of us get paid for doing one thing, but we’d… Read More

A Different Kind of Parent

I’ve heard Beth Moore say on several occasions that becoming a parent was the most soul-baring, soul-invasive event that she has ever experienced. I think she even talked about how “exposed” she felt as a new mom. I can’t really relate to that. I’m not even really sure what she’s talking about. Maybe I’m just not that deep. But I… Read More