February 19, 2016 KimHarms 4Comment

Breast cancer is yucky. If I could choose not to have it, I would give it up in a heartbeat. But it’s not all sadness and tears either. It’s chocolate covered strawberries for breakfast. It’s playing hooky from school to go bowling and eat chocolate shakes. It’s love in the way of a magic blanket from my BFF. (Lewis has discovered the magic.) It’s less about seeking the approval of people and more about leaning on my Savior. It’s a new recliner to recover in. (C and O have temporarily taken it over.) It’s a college friend who has gone before me…

February 6, 2016 KimHarms 1Comment

This summer I read through the books of Isaiah and Jeremiah. I didn’t have a particular reason for reading them. I guess I just wanted to hang out with some of the major prophets. But God knew the reason I was reading some of his OT big guys . I’m sure he handpicked them for me.  Because, he knew in June, how much I would need Isaiah and Jeremiah’s words in January (and now February). I page through those books now and land on passage after passage of scripture that I underlined while sitting on my back deck last summer.  They have…

January 30, 2016 KimHarms 4Comment

Breast cancer. When those two words started getting tossed around the doctor’s office where I was trying to act natural in that stupid gown that was open to the front, I began oscillating between nausea and the urge to dropkick the radiologist. How can he just say breast cancer as if he’s talking about a broken finger or tonsillitis? But when those two words entered my world, they were closely followed by these.  Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee…