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Saturday, Mar. 28, 2015
Hymn of Promise
Posted Friday, March 27, at 4:34 PM
It was cold and dark all around. He time was spent waiting. He so wanted to feel the warmth of the sun, but all around him was cold and dark. Would this time of isolation ever end? Ever so slowly he could feel things changing around him. First was the subtle shift. It wasn't quite as cold. He could almost feel again. Slowly, ever so slowly he began to thaw. Wisps of warmth reached him--even in the depth of his being...

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Prayer--of Doubt, of Love
Posted Friday, March 20, at 2:54 PM

Lent, a time of reflection, of examination, of giving up the baggage of the past to make room for what is to come; is hard to understand. It's easy to give up something for Lent--desserts, sodas, eating fast food, or whatever. The hard part is giving up patterns of doubt, fear, defeat, prejudice, hatred, failings . . . the things we hide from the light of our lives...

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The Cost
Posted Friday, March 13, at 1:17 PM

He was new to the neighborhood. His people had recently moved to the area and he wanted to get to know every sight and smell, every place to find a quick meal, every being in his new turf. So exploring his new home he meandered wherever his nose, heart, and curiosity took him. ...

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Chaos and Quiet
Posted Friday, March 6, at 3:42 PM

The household was in chaos. The weather outside was not cooperating. A storm was approaching. Everyone was being affected. Everyone was on edge. . . antsy. . . anticipating being forced to remain inside. The kitten slunk through the house going to one window, then another. ...

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Giving Up For Lent
Posted Friday, February 20, at 9:14 AM

She was in her season of grief. It was the time of year when everything reminded her of loss. The weather was cold, snowing, and inhibited her ability to get outside or even to be with other people. She just wanted to curl up under a blanket and do nothing...

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I Want My Mother
Posted Friday, February 13, at 11:24 AM

He wanted his mother. Dad was okay, but he wanted his mother. She had been gone. Now she was home. He wanted her. It had been a busy few days. The business trip had gone well. She was glad to be home. It always took a couple of days to get back in sync with the household. The animals as well as the human inhabitants each needed time to catch up, to cuddle, and just to hang out. She had spent time with everyone, but some had more needs than others...

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Waiting
Posted Friday, February 6, at 10:58 AM

He had been without work for a couple of months. It was hard getting by, but he was managing. There had been some job interviews. One had called him back for the second round. He was hopeful. Waiting made him anxious and nervous. He just wished they would decide. All he could do . . . was wait...

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Clean the Sink
Posted Friday, January 30, at 4:05 PM

Everything was getting to her--illness, the house was a wreck, the dirty clothes pile was overflowing, the animals were "pretend fighting." Everybody needed something from her and she just wanted to curl up and sleep. Then the straw that broke the camel's back came in and her ability to cope was gone. Overwhelmed, overwrought, stressed, and frazzled, the tears began to flow...

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Failure to Ignite
Posted Saturday, January 24, at 1:00 PM

It had been a long and busy work week. She was so glad to be home. Greeting her as she came through the door were the cats and dog. Quickly putting away the groceries she had brought home, she soon relaxed and put her feet up. The baby of the family quickly claimed her and cuddled into her--finally settling on her shoulder. ...

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Water
Posted Friday, January 16, at 3:56 PM

Water By RAYLA STEWART HOGUE Special to the Daily Statesman The soothing sound of water gently entered her dreams as she tried to catch those precious final moments of sleep through the night. Water had always been such a calming sound. She snuggled into the warmth of sleep and bed when the sound changed to that of air bubbles from a water cooler. She giggled at the thought as she drifted half in and half out of sleep. Why would she be dreaming of a water cooler?...

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End or Beginning
Posted Friday, January 9, at 2:59 PM

End or Beginning By RAYLA STEWART HOGUE Special to the Daily Statesman Everyone was gathering. Celebrations were taking place. Loud noisemakers, music, parties, and more were taking place all across the county. Thousands upon thousands gathered to crush into Time Square to watch the ball slowly drop as the year came to an end...

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Silence
Posted Friday, December 26, at 8:39 AM

The air was clear and cold as they waited. The fields were barely covered with snow--just enough for pretty, but not enough to interfere with their plans. Traveling through the night they arrived at the country church light only by candle light and lanterns...

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Dog Fight
Posted Friday, December 26, at 8:36 AM

Honey Girl loved the wind. It blew straight and hard from the west. With it the leaves danced everywhere. She leaped into the air, snatching leaves--showing off for her mother. Mom was on the sun porch laughing at her antics. However, she wasn't happy about the yapping fly she was stroking. He was a tiny, noisy parasite!...

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Calm
Posted Friday, December 26, at 8:36 AM

Walking into the basement to search for a toy for her grandson she was startled. The enclosed space seemed to be filled instead with a red-tailed hawk. The terrified bird was definitely in the wrong place. With her heart in her throat, she moved slowly toward the bird. ...

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Not My Will
Posted Friday, December 26, at 8:35 AM

She harbored a secret. God had spoken to her. In fact, God had sent her a messenger to tell her she would be the mother of the Messiah. She was so excited. She and her beloved, Joseph, were to parent the Messiah. She could hardly wait for the completion of their betrothal so they could begin their life as husband and wife--especially with the promise of the Messiah as their child. She dreamed of the joy they would all share. Soon, very soon she and Joseph could begin their family...

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The Muck
Posted Friday, December 19, at 2:54 PM

A winter storm was coming. You could feel the change in the air even though it had not yet started to snow. Rushing to prepare for any needs during the storm, he stopped off to get more grain for the horses. Moving several hundreds of pounds of feed was exhausting, so he drove the truck as close to the barn as possible. ...

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Abandoned
Posted Friday, November 21, at 11:27 AM

He was all alone. His father had left long before he was born. His mother cared for him until he was able to hunt and care for himself. His brother had ventured out of the safety of the shelter in which they had been born and found a home of his own. He was alone...

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Jehru
Posted Friday, November 14, at 1:31 PM

She took a deep breath and picked up the phone. It was time to make the call. She wanted her parents to say "yes." More than that, she wanted them to be the people she thought they were--to prove they meant the things they had taught her. Hello Hi, Mom. Is Dad around, I have a question for you both...

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Ankle Wrapping
Posted Friday, November 7, at 11:44 AM

Turning on to the street for home after a long day, she was relieved to find the gate open so she could just drive into the farm lane and not have to get out that extra time. The vehicle was loaded with items from her trip as well as the groceries she had picked up before heading home. Anticipating carrying everything into the house, she was pleased to see her husband come out to carry "stuff" for her...

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Dog Fight
Posted Friday, October 31, at 10:04 AM

Honey Girl loved the wind. It blew straight and hard from the west. With it the leaves danced everywhere. She leaped into the air, snatching leaves--showing off for her mother. Mom was on the sun porch laughing at her antics. However, she wasn't happy about the yapping fly she was stroking. He was a tiny, noisy parasite!...

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Rayla Stewart Hogue is a native of Dexter. She is a wife, mother, and minister of the UCC (United Church of Christ). She seeks to recognize and embrace the unending hues of God's ethne and religion, and commits herself to living and expressing this inclusive diversity through Sacrament and the spoken, written, and sung Word of God.
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