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We Call Her Kat

I remember her garments of assigned spiritual gifts. I remember her beautiful fashions and modeling shows. I remember the first book she wrote and published. I could never forget her Gospel meetings. Her magazine was an unforgettable magazine. In one sense, one could reckon her garments to be permeated with a fruit of the spirit; and putting on a garment could symbolize putting on a spiritual fruit. This was indeed an art form, poetry walking across a stage. Yes, I call to remembrance those fruitful and productive years. That picture of the little boy on the cover of 'Hope Magazine' was priceless, and it spoke volumes. If I can remember all these things about Kat, I have no doubt that it is impossible for God to forget her and her unique brand of Christian ministry. I also remember her adversities, challenges, and trials. I cannot forget her illnesses nor her walking through the valley of the shadow of death. None of God's servants has ever been put on the shelf in the way we deem 'on the shelf'. God is Sovereign and works in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform. God is not one to be locked into a form or pushed into a corner. Truly, like the song says, He is always working. Whether we find ourselves on a shelf, or on a stage communicating Christ, or flying across the sea to reach lost souls, God is always working. Furthermore, God is presently working in, with, for, and through Kat. Also, you and me. 082422PS Tribute to a fashion designer

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