Author Archives: Keneta

As I write this I’m sitting here staring at my exercise pedal contraption. Sometimes I use my brother and sister-in-law’s monster exercise bike. Don’t imagine me doing 30 minutes or even 15 minutes. Back it down! With the pedal contraption … Continue reading →

Part Two: Cancer: The Furnace of Affliction When I get my infusions at the oncologist’s office, I see other cancer patients dragging their I.V. poles up and down the hallway. They smile at me as they go by, seeing me … Continue reading →

Part One Cancer: The Furnace of Affliction “Have you ever had a normal life?” my brother asked me as we sat in my hospital room at Markey Cancer Center in Lexington, Kentucky. I didn’t answer him. I was thinking, ‘What … Continue reading →

In the belly of the whale I reach out to You, Afflicted. Surrounded by darkness And suffocation, I cling to Your goodness And hope in the truth Of Your Word. -KKW-        

As my birthday approaches this week, the one title that comes to mind is the one used for the last two “Star Trek:Voyager” episodes: “Year of  Hell.” Many battles, many worries, much stress and the overwhelming recognition that there is … Continue reading →

“I Am A Caregiver”   I am a Caregiver. I serve. I am a Caregiver. I give of myself and do not count the cost. I am a Caregiver. I live above human motives. I am a Caregiver. I place … Continue reading →

“Where I Should Be” When the ancient leaves swirl round and round And pages turn one by one, My walk is determined by His way, My faith lies in the Son. When trees reach forth to pull me in And … Continue reading →

Can believe how naive I am at my age. Sequestered too long, I guess. I had no idea that condemning others and making fun of others is very common. How sad. How heartbreaking. Why can’t people love each other?

This song by Sanctus Real is so very apt right now: “Whatever You’re Doing (Something Heavenly)” It’s time for healing time to move on It’s time to fix what’s been broken too long Time make right what has been wrong … Continue reading →

The other day there were no tables in the dining room and I had to eat my lunch in the chapel…on the communion table…at the foot of the cross…now, that’s awesome!