Kathryn Page Camp

My father couldn’t carry a tune, but he loved music. He especially loved hymns, which he saw as an integral part of worship. Daddy picke...

Easter has always been a special day for me, starting with the four years we lived at LaPrairie, Illinois. Each Easter, Daddy took a pic...

I read my devotions from a denominational magazine, and Tuesday’s talked about how God’s heirs must expect and accept suffering. I agree...

What some people see as my father’s strongest virtues may actually have been his greatest faults. If anyone asks me who I admire most...

This week’s blog post celebrates National Poetry Month. It is longer than usual because I am repurposing a speech I wrote for Toastmaste...

I just finished reading The Secret of Nightingale Wood by Lucy Strange, and I enjoyed it. Or maybe enjoyed is the wrong word since I rea...

I’m following up on last week’s post by reprinting one I wrote for the Indiana Writers’ Consortium. It appeared on the IWC blog on May 4...