Get In The Car


Thinking of my wonderful relationship I now have with my 22 year old daughter and how she has grown to be a beautiful and wonderful young woman I remember one of the instances when I thought my relationship with her was doomed. . . .  You did see that I said one of the instances!!

When my daughter was at the peak of her teenage years we got into this huge argument! I don’t remember what we were mad about but the thought “she better be glad I’m a Christian” went through my mind and I held to that at that moment to just keep my sanity.

It was really late, maybe close to midnight when she decided that she was leaving! Not knowing where she wanted to go (nowhere I presume) she stormed out of the house into the dark, cold quietness of what was to me – scariness and a mom’s worst nightmare.

I was angry and hurt.  She was angry and hurt.  But it did not stop me from jumping in my car looking for her. My heart leaped with joy when I saw her walking down the lonely dark road. I was so thankful she was ok.

She didn’t want to get in the car. She didn’t want to return to what made her leave in the first place. I had to convince her to Get In The Car and to return to what she was running from. She was running from love.  To her my love was disguised as her enemy. She was afraid and felt alone and felt that no one cared.  I’m not sure if I even understood that at that time.

By the grace of God she got back in the car.  My anger was gone but the pain was still there.  I don’t know about my daughter.  I don’t know if her anger and hurt was still there with additional unwanted emotions.  But I was ok with that.  She was safe and I was taking her back home.

I don’t remember what followed after that.  All I know is that she knew I loved her and wanted her and I know that even if she cried herself to sleep that night – she knew I cared enough to go after her even when she knew how mad I was.

True story!

Karen L. Evans


Looking for Love …

They That Wait Upon the Lord

I wrote this article several years ago and republished it in August 2013.   I enjoy reading it every time I come across it.  I hope it speaks to your heart as it continues to speak to mine.

So! . . . Here we go . . . Enjoy.

Sometimes I forget that when I am waiting for God to answer my prayer or prayers – I need to breath. I need to continue to seek His face daily and remember that the Joy of the Lord is my strength.  That’s what I need to remember and hold on to – The Joy of the Lord is my strength.  It’s great when I get an answer from God as soon as I ask Him to help me, show me or let me know something.  I’d be lying if I told you I enjoy the process of waiting.  Sometimes the process of waiting is just unbearable yet necessary.  When I come to the understanding of who it is I am waiting to hear from, I am strengthened and can stand tall with my sword of His Word drawn.  And if I cry a lot, I know He holds my tears and I know that Joy comes in the morning.  So, my friend, if you are waiting on God to answer a request, a desire or cry in your heart – remember the words of the psalmist:

I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy.  Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live.” Psalm 116:1,2 NIV

They That Wait Upon the Lord

Patience, a fruit of the Spirit

I feel that it is important to have patience while God is working in our lives. Understanding that there is a possibility of a waiting period between your request to God and His answer, you will have a peace and calm that allows you to move on from focussing on why you don’t have an answer.   It’s not always easy for me to wait on God.  I want answers NOW!   I want to know if my answer is Yes or No!  And if it’s a Maybe – I want to know WHEN my Yes or No will come!   I sincerely ask for your prayers.  Because waiting to hear from God isn’t one of my strong points.  Especially if I feel I need to know something Now.  If  you’re waiting on God to answer your prayer, I want to encourage you to be patient with God.  Don’t get discouraged!  I would love to be able to know what God is doing in my life and what He has planned when things are dim, unclear and uncertain to me.  It’s not always so easy to have that faith that God is working on my behalf.  But in my heart of hearts I know that in His hands, I’ll be okay.  You’ll be okay too.

I have often heard that praying for patience is not such a good thing to pray for.  That if you pray for patience, you soon will regret it.  Patience is one of the fruits of the Spirit.  It is a precious gift from God.

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control” Galatians 5:22,23

Because I have come to the conclusion that being impatient is a waste of energy and just is an annoying feeling, I have acquired a desire to obtain the gift of patience.  I want to have the wisdom to know when to pause for a moment in the quietness of His presence and hear what He is saying to me in my heart.  There’s a peace that comes with being patient.

Yes, I prayed for patience a few times.  And before I understood how you get it, I found myself in situations where my patience was tried!  I found myself, many, many times, in traffic behind that driver who feels the need to drive 20mph in a 35mph lane and I can’t go around him!  I would get in the short grocery line only to find that there’s a price check for the person in front of me and even on one of my items!   I will say this though.  If you want a quick answer or a quick response to a prayer – pray for patience.  It’s not in the Bible but I truly believe that the rule on answering the prayer for patience is an immediate one!

“Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.” Psalm 27:14

“But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.” Romans 8:25

Truth be told.  I don’t pray for patience as much as I used to.  I just pray that God gets me through what I’m going through – – with patience.

May the peace of Christ rule in your hearts.  May the blessings of our Lord Jesus fill your days with joy and may we see the light of our Lord in all that we do.

Continue to keep me and my family in your prayers as I keep you and  yours in mine!


Kathy vs. Karen (the twins)

This writing was actually a homework assignment for my college english class about 1988.  My sister Kathy and I were roommates for about five years.  It was a great moment in time.  I love you Kat!

Ok. Here we go . . .


Although we were born together on the same day, there are many differences between my sister Kathy and I.

Kathy’s normal birth head first was eight minutes before me as I was born a more difficult birth with my feet first.

Kathy looks more like our father and holds some of his mother’s features as I take on those of our mother.

As that may be, Kathy’s personality, which is pretty mellow and friendly, is tailored to that of our mother’s.  On the other hand, my personality, outgoing, adventurous and somewhat crazy tends to be more like our father’s.

After high school Kathy went on to further her education and enrolled in college but I had to be outgoing, adventurous and most definitely crazy when I decided to join the military – the Navy.

When it comes to home making, Kathy takes the cake.  She likes to cook and she takes the time to make herself a meal to save money.  I find it easier and just as healthy to go through a gourmet drive through and save time.

Finally, as Kathy and I are indeed different, it is the difference that has borne such a binding friendship and love.

– – Fast forward to today, I enjoy and am very good at cooking home cooked meals with fresh ingredients!

Honorable Discharge

My father passed away September 2012. I wrote this for him and it was read by my cousin Sereatha at his memorial service.  I would always greet my dad saying ‘Hi Pa’pa! and he would say back, ‘Hi Da’da!”

Honorable Discharge

How do we say goodbye to a husband who loved, provided for, sheltered and protected his family.

How do we say goodbye to a grandpa whose love was expressed through hugs, laughter, sound advise and wisdom.

How do we say goodbye to a friend who offered his technical expertise about what he truly loved to work with – computers.

How do we say goodbye?


We stand firm, hold our heads up high and we solute you.

Timothy 4:7 – I have fought the good fight. I have finished the race. I have kept the faith.

Karen © 2012

Thy Perfect Will

I wrote this poem February 12 & 13 1988. It’s a little off beat, I know. I can remember exactly what I felt when I wrote this.  Kind of bittersweet.  I’ll tell you about it some day.  Until then, enjoy.

Keep me in Thy Perfect Will

that I not be led astray.

I know I am a sinner

and have tried things my own say.

Without you there’s no guidance 

for my eyes are blind to thee.

So you left your word which lights the way

and shines ahead of me.

Your Spirit dwells within me

and has lead me to a place.

Where your love and mercy

has washed my sins by grace.

I love you Lord with all my heart

my soul and all my mind.

I long to see your face

So in your word I seek to find.

Quicken me in my heart

to hear your voice and obey.

Not my will but thine be done

when things don’t go my way.

Keep me in Thy Perfect Will

 that I be pleasing in your sight.

Too long have I done things my way

I now know your way’s right.

Karen L. Wilson (Evans) © 1988



I looked up in the sky

And saw a cloud shaped like a dove.

I marveled at the works of God

He shows us from above

An artist He has shown to be

The beauty He creates

It’s all around me everyday

This I anticipate

The sounds of birds I hear each day

A song from God to me

Created for this purpose

In every bird I see

The smell of flowers in the air

That bloom in time for spring

This fills my heart with joyful praise

That makes me want to sing

I love to see what God has done

And what he plans to do

He created me just as I am

As He wonderfully created you.


Past Life

This was written April 15, 1987. I don’t remember much surrounding this poem except that I was a new Christian and was amazed that Jesus forgave me and loved me just the way I was.  That amazed me to no end! That I was loved! In some of my older work you will see some ‘thees thous thusses and yees’ and I used knocketh! That’s because I read out of the King James version – – Ok.  Here we go. Enjoy.

Don’t put Jesus off till tomorrow

For He may be coming today

He knows all about your Past Life

And loves you the same anyway

With Jesus you haven’t the worries

Which saddens and hardens your heart

With Jesus your Past Life’s forgotten

Giving your life a new start

Look ye not behind thee

And lift your eyes above

Repent and He’ll forgive you

And fill your heart with love

He knocketh at your door right now

And wishes to come in

Accept Him now, just as you are

And He’ll cleanse you from your sins

Confessing Jesus Lord of Lords

Believe from death He rose

Plead the blood of Jesus

And accept the Holy Ghost

Know that forward is the way

A babe in Christ you’ll be

Because new born babies have no past

So from your past you’re free

Karen Lynn Wilson (Evans) © 1987



This poem was written in about a second! It can really stand some revising. I can remember sitting there and the only word that came to mind was ‘Sometimes’. So I wrote about it. I’m sure this could have been titled differently or the use of the current title could have been used more creatively.  But it wasn’t. So this is what was in my heart at that moment. Throw me a word (or whatever) sometime and I’ll write about! Cuz that’s what I do! Enjoy.

Lord fill me with your Spirit, and help me to believe

All that you have promised me, from you to be received

You say that you can hear me, with every prayer I pray

But Sometimes when I talk to you, you seem so far away

That’s not the case I know this, your ears are open wide

No matter what I’m going through, or what I feel inside

Lord leed me with your Spirit, and guide me through each day

Sometimes my mind is cloudy, Lord please show me the way

Lord teach me with your Spirit, and show me what is right

Teach me how to be on guard, teach me how to fight.

Karen – written January 28, 2007



His Own World

I wrote this when I was at a coffee shop to do some writing and there was a young man doing some work on his laptop.  This moment could have drove me crazy but I chose to enjoy it instead.  Here’s what came to mind for me to write:

I don’t think this kid knows his music can be heard by us all.

He has his plugs in his ears and is dancing – you know bopping his head and kinda just moving to his music.

With his shades on – how cool he must believe he is.  And that’s cool. Cuz he is in His Own World.

He just doesn’t know he’s sharing his world with all of us!


written June 6, 2015

with Karen Evans