November 19, 2016 KimHarms

The topic at Inspire a Fire this month is thankfulness. Many of you have already read this letter I wrote to John Piper, but I felt it worthy of being my “thankful” post this month. I can’t read it without an overwhelming feeling of thankfulness and love for my Savior who cares for me in such amazing ways. An Open Thank You Letter to John Piper

November 3, 2016 KimHarms 3Comment

Just before my exchange surgery in July, I posted 6 things I planned to do with my post cancer-invasion self. So here I am to brag that I’ve accomplished all but one 🙂 (Backpacking requires some wilderness and a trail, both of which Central Iowa is a little short on, so that one’s gonna have to wait.) SLEEP I am a lover of sleep. I’m neither a night owl, nor an early bird. I’ve always been the girl who could happily go to bed at 10 and sleep until 9 given the opportunity. But things changed in January when that darn tumor freaked…

September 24, 2016 KimHarms

Photo by Katie Swanson Sweet saturating sunshine  Remind me always of how Jesus enveloped us in light even when days were dark.

September 18, 2016 KimHarms

(In my September post at Inspire a Fire, I reflect on the change of seasons in life and reminisce about the day I sent my baby to school.) Homemade cheesebread with marinara sauce. “Oh no, what if Lewis can’t open his milk carton?” Those were the first five words on the back-to-school lunch menu and that was the thought that ran through my head sending a fresh waterfall of tears down my face. Yes, I read the school lunch menu and cried. And cried. And cried. That was several years ago, but I remember it like it was several blinks…

June 2, 2016 KimHarms 5Comment

John Piper speaking at Passion ’97. (Taken on my not-so-high-quality camera with real film that had to be sent away in a cute little black tube to be developed.) Dear Mr. Piper, It is 1997. Me and my 6 friends, ready to hit the road. I am 21 years old, and I just hopped into a van with six of my friends to drive 17 hours from Ames, Iowa to Austin, Texas for the Passion ’97 Conference. I have no idea who you are. Just a name and a photo. A middle-aged…

May 12, 2016 KimHarms

  Marlowe, Hildy and me the summer after Grandma died The night before my surgery, I received this email from my great-uncle Marlowe. HILDY HAS BEEN FEELING PUNK THE LAST FEW DAYS AND WENT TO BED EARLY TONIGHT.  I WAS WASHING DISHES WHEN SHE CALLED ME TO THE BEDROOM.  SHE SAID THIS IS STRANGE. “I’VE BEEN HEARING THE VOICE OF MY FATHER PRAYING FOR KIM AND HER SURGERY. WRITE THEM AND EMAIL AND LET THEM KNOW THAT ALL IS WELL AND THE SURGERY WILL GO WITHOUT INCIDENT.  NOW I CAN GO TO SLEEP”. YOU HAVE BEEN…

April 12, 2016 KimHarms 9Comment

Going a little farther, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed. Matthew 26:39 I’ve been thinking a lot about a little farther. When Jesus was preparing for his death, he took his close friends with him to Gethsemane to pray. Three of those friends he took with him further into the garden. But even those three couldn’t go as far as Jesus needed to go. Where he was heading, he had to go alone. I am definitely not Jesus, and my circumstances are a bit less consequential. But I am beginning to understand a little farther. I…

April 1, 2016 KimHarms 3Comment

January 6th was my deadline for my contribution to the TCW devotional book, Sanctuary For My Soul. January 9th I found a lump in my breast. January 20th I was diagnosed with breast cancer. My devotion quickly forgotten, (along with pretty much every other non-essential part of my life), I was shoved into a daily struggle to trust in God’s plan for me. I didn’t doubt God’s goodness or love for me on January 9 or January 20. But I didn’t like where he was taking me. (That’s an understatement by the way.) Over the past few months I have felt…

March 11, 2016 KimHarms 5Comment

In the past two weeks Corey has had to help me do a lot of things that I didn’t figure I’d need assistance with until I was in my 80s.  You know, like sitting on a toilet. To give you a glimpse of recent days in our home, the following is an incomplete list of normal everyday things breast cancer has made it necessary for Corey to help me with. Walking. Sitting down. Repositioning myself in my chair. Standing up. Eating. Scratching my itchy nose when my hands couldn’t reach that far. (When I was coming out of anesthesia this…