Category: Telling the Story…

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  • How can this be?

    BY DAWN REED That day, it was only a poor teenage girl and the angel of the Lord (Luke 1:26-38). There was a lot to take in. An angel. Good news. A baby on the way. The Son of God. Mary listened. Then she had a fair question: “How can this be?” Gabriel gave a…

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    How can this be?

  • Asking for eggstra help

    BY DAWN REED The deviled eggs nearly ruined the Thanksgiving feast before it began. The apostle Paul had a thorn in the flesh. I believe I’ve found mine: peeling boiled eggs. I grew up in a family of delicious meals, holiday or not. Almost every one of them featured a crystal tray filled with beautiful…

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    Asking for eggstra help

  • Not being scared

    BY DAWN REED It is my great privilege to be a dental assistant at a pediatric practice. I didn’t find out what I wanted to be when I grew up until I was 44. (Late bloomer.) Most people despise going to the dentist. They hate it like, well, a toothache. Despite that, helping kids and…

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    Not being scared

  • Relishing Thanksgiving

    BY DAWN REED The difference between a Northern cook and a Southern one is often revealed during the holidays. I married a man from the South. He was living in Sidney at the time, but he had roots in Georgia and Florida. He came from a place of black-eyed peas, savory ham, and cornbread dressing…

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    Relishing Thanksgiving

  • Telling the Story: Remembering our veterans

    BY DAWN REED Forgetting things is a pet peeve of mine. Oh, it’s not a big deal to me if you forget stuff. It’s when I forget stuff that it drives me bonkers. I’ve said for years that I wouldn’t have been able to play sports because I so hate it when I drop the…

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    Telling the Story: Remembering our veterans

  • Telling the story: One small thing

    BY DAWN REED Several years ago, I started having chest pains-not terrible, but consistent. It concerned me, but I kept it to myself.  Just before that, totally unsolicited, my pharmacist friend mentioned that heart disease is a leading cause of death in women over 50. Yay. I was over 50. After a few weeks of…

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    Telling the story: One small thing

  • Telling the Story: A good dose of vitamin sea

    BY DAWN REED Genesis tells the magnificent story of creation. “God called the dry ground ‘land’ and the gathered waters He called ‘seas.’ And God saw that it was good” (1:10). And it WAS. Looking at the ocean this week, “good” is a small word that describes an indescribably wonderful thing. It all takes my…

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    Telling the Story: A good dose of vitamin sea

  • Telling the Story: Evaluating on a big day

    BY DAWN REED In early 2019, someone in a Bible study encouraged me to write a mission statement. (It might have been Craig Groeschel or Lysa Terkeurst.)  A mission statement is typically for a business, church or ministry. It might sound silly that an individual would have one but it was a great idea for…

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    Telling the Story: Evaluating on a big day

  • Telling the Story: What lies beneath

    BY DAWN REED Life had been hard for Miss Slone before the flood. Before July 28, she had been going through chemo for cancer. Due to missing work for her treatments, she was let go. She has already lost her mother, father and four siblings to brain or colon cancer. Meanwhile, she has pressed on,…

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    Telling the Story: What lies beneath

  • Telling the Story: Seeing Clearly

    BY DAWN REED It was the strangest thing: All of a sudden, she looked older. Much older. Her face was all wrinkly. She saw it every time she looked in the mirror.  And her legs…they had varicose veins! Everywhere. Why, she’d never noticed those. Something strange must have happened during the surgery. She would need…

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    Telling the Story: Seeing Clearly