“I thought that if she was just going to die anyway, I should let her die quickly. Then I wouldn’t have to love her, and it wouldn’t have to hurt. Anyway, if she lives, she’ll just grow up to be like this. Who wants to live like this?” 5 months ago my friend Regina, a Karimojong woman who picks fallen branches off our street to sell as firewood and occasionally stopped in for water, came to me desperate. She and her 4 small children had been evicted from their house because for the fourth time in … [Read more...]

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Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters; and you who have no money, come buy and eat... Listen to me and eat what is good, and your soul will delight in the richest of fare..You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace;the mountains and the hills will burst into song before you,and all the trees of the fields will clap their hands.Instead of the thorn bush will grow the pine tree,and instead of briers, myrtle will grow.This will be for the Lord's renown, for an everlasting sign … [Read more...]

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He is before all things, and in Him all things hold togetherColossians 1:17 … [Read more...]

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“There is no event so common place but that God is present within it, always hidden, always leaving you room to recognize Him or not to recognize Him.” - Fredrick Buechnerlaying low.learning lots.thank you, thank you, thank you for your prayers and encouragement.photos by Tina Weir … [Read more...]

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Around here, we live bent low. Tuesday morning ladies from Masese stream through my front door. We have moved our weekly meeting from the slum of Masese to my living room because I have been up all night with new foster baby and can’t imagine getting all 14 of these little people out of the house. Excited about a change of pace and my sweet friends in my home, I enlist the help of darling Tamara and 13 eager little girls to give these ladies pedicures. We wash and we rub and we paint. I rub l … [Read more...]

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This week. Mother's had their babies blown from their arms, the storm too strong. Other's clung tight as their infants breathed their last in my best friend's back seat, blood transfusions and machine-oxygen not enough to revive.I hold the hearts in my thoughts and I pray harder. I lock eyes with this one momma, baby growing cold in her lap and I whisper, "I know." And I murmur a prayer over her but there really aren't words so we just cry and we hold each other all the way home. I remember too … [Read more...]

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I can see the women with their eyes wide as they tremble in front of the empty tomb.They listen to the angel's words – can it be? - and they scurry, terrified and full of joy.Terrified and full of joy - I live there. It is possible to be afraid of what obedience might bring next and be full of thanks and overflowing joy and TRUST anyway. This giddy anticipation because we see all that He has done for us and we believe that He can only bring more good. Good, even in the ugly.They see Him and t … [Read more...]

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I can see the women with their eyes wide open as they tremble in front of the tomb.They listen to the angels words – can it be? - and they scurry, terrified and full of joy.Terrified and full of joy - I live there. It is possible to be afraid of what obedience might bring next and be full of thanks and overflowing joy and TRUST anyway. This giddy anticipation because we see all that He has done for us and we believe that He can only bring more good. Good, even in the ugly.They see Him and they … [Read more...]

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“I don’t want to do this,” I half scream at her, half plead to God. “I don’t want to walk this path, I don’t want to be this person, I don’t want to raise this daughter who doesn’t know who she belongs to and sometimes hugs me tight but sometimes pushes me far. I don’t want to let this birth mom live with us, knowing she can leave whenever she pleases and rip these wounds wide open again. I don’t know if I can do this.” “I don’t want to do this,” she sobs into my shoulder. “I don’t want to tell a … [Read more...]

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breathing deep

I stand at my laptop in its corner on the kitchen counter, stew bubbling, children playing, clock ticking. I stand here and I read the prayers of friends and strangers alike who love my family enough to spend their time whispering to Him on our behalf. Tears stream and I am blown away by this love and His grace. I look around and I type out words and layers of my heart peel back, bare on the screen. Yes, this is life, Yes, this is real, Yes this is happening. Monday morning the gate rattled and … [Read more...]

Wishing with all my heart right now that the internet was not the internet and was a safer place for me to share the specific cries of my heart. Right now though, we are just asking for prayer. I am so thankful for the Body of Christ who will lift us up during this especially difficult season. I am so thankful for the Spirit who intercedes on my behalf before I even have the words to pray. I am so thankful for God’s grace that never runs out and is enough for today and enough again t … [Read more...]

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