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Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Big Deal
Posted Saturday, July 4, at 11:05 AM
Some weeks are just hard. Things happen. You can't control them. You simply ride the week out and hope and pray it will end well. Torrential rains, flooding, levees breaking, more flooding, receding water, tornados, funerals, broken relationships, addictions, exhaustions, friends in need, failures, successes, the smile of a baby. ...

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Soul Storm
Posted Tuesday, June 30, at 4:57 PM

Reading through social media can be fun, however in the last week it has been the source of great pain. Reading about the murders--my heart broke. The winds on what had started that morning as a calm sea were churning. I continued to read about the victims, who they were, their accomplishments, their lives, and yes, the bravery of Ty as he begged the gunman to spare his aunt and point the gun at him instead before he jumped in front of the bullet that took his life and then his 87 year old aunt's. ...

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Fix Me
Posted Friday, June 12, at 9:29 AM

Driving down the highway, he had slowed for traffic as the rain hit. Coming upon a busy intersection, he could see the water gleaming on the roadbed. Taking his foot off the gas pedal he came upon a sheen of water covering the road. The next thing he knew he was spinning out of control...

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Who Else?
Posted Friday, June 12, at 9:27 AM

Working on a school project he went to his grandma to ask questions about their family history. She began telling stories about how the family came to the area in covered wagons and built their homestead, eking out a living from the land. The young boy listened fairy quietly (for a young boy). Eventually he asked, "Don't we have anyone famous in the family?"...

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Who Else?
Posted Friday, June 12, at 9:26 AM

Working on a school project he went to his grandma to ask questions about their family history. She began telling stories about how the family came to the area in covered wagons and built their homestead, eking out a living from the land. The young boy listened fairy quietly (for a young boy). Eventually he asked, "Don't we have anyone famous in the family?"...

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The Clutch
Posted Friday, May 29, at 11:14 PM

She moved the gear shift to first, tentatively pressed on the accelerator pedal, and lifted the foot on the clutch. The motor raced as she fed it gas. The car barely moved. It jumped forward--crow hopping across the road--and died. In frustration she looked at her friend, "I can't do this! It's too hard!"...

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I Need
Posted Friday, May 8, at 12:18 PM

I Need By Rayla Stewart Hogue Special to the Daily Statesman Rain was pouring from the sky as if the very flood gates of heaven had opened over their town. Water was running through the streets searching for the lowest point--taking everything with it. The newly graveled streets were stripped bare as the water surged over them moving the rock with the power of a stream of water from a fire hose connected to the new fire hydrants. It was a sight to behold...

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Terrors
Posted Friday, April 10, at 6:22 PM

Her heart was racing so fast she thought it would burst. Every time the sky lit up, she shivered uncontrollable. The sound of the wind and rain as it beat down upon the house scared her. What if it came through the windows . . . or ripped off the roof . . . or the foundation failed. In short the storm terrified her with its violent attack upon her world...

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The Gift of Light at Easter
Posted Friday, April 3, at 5:59 PM

The Gift of Light at Easter BY RAYLA STEWART HOGUE Special to the Daily Statesman "Wake up, baby, it's time to get dressed," she spoke softly to the sleeping child. "Momma, I don't want to get up." "Come on sweetie, I'll help you get dressed." Lifting the heavy limbs of the child she helped her up, washed her face, combed her hair, and put on her new clothes. ...

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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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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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