Kaelyn's Korner

I love thunderstorms.

When I lived in Africa as a child, we—the other missionary kids and me—would slide down a hill into a muddy puddle at the bottom.

We also played flashlight tag in the large dorm building where we lived.

Ultimately, my hope is in the Maker of heaven and earth, not in a politician who is here today and gone tomorrow.

Psalm 103:15-16 says, “As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.”

Every day seems to bring another reason to worry.

Families are being torn apart from every angle. Cities are being destroyed by riots. Our government is overreaching its boundaries.

Even if we do not turn on the news or read the stories, sooner or later, we are bound to talk with someone who shares what is happening.

Most of us want to be happy.

To find happiness, we try every manner of activity; however, only one thing is needed: trust in the Lord.

We are often happy when we get our own way—at least for a time.

Since this week is Pet Appreciation Week and most everyone seems to love pets these days, I have decided to share some of my own pet stories.

Most of my growing up years, I remember having a pet or more.

As many of you, I’m sure, I remember where I was on the day terrorists flew planes into the World Trade Centers, the Pentagon and the Pennsylvania field.

My family lived in Vermont where I attended eighth grade at a small Christian school.

Kindness is sometimes an overlooked trait.

Yet a kind word or act can change the course of the day for any number of people.

On the radio last week, I heard the story of a college girl who bought a homeless man food, clothes and shoes.

After that, she returned her own recent purchases to pay her credit card bill.

Honesty can be hard.

But at the end of the day, it is more simple than trying to figure out how to cover up the truth.

Even if we are ashamed of our actions, taking responsibility is the best course of action.