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Telling the Story: It pays to go to Sunday school
Brody won almost $6,000 last week in Sunday School. Cash was the next top winner with $5,800. The money was flowing freely. Caleb made $3,107, Gavan $1,638, Sky $1,156, and on and on. Poor Hannah ended up with only $707, but it was more than she had walked in with. I told them, “It PAYS…
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Telling the Story: Taking matters into my own hands
When the box of Kleenex’s fell behind the dryer, I didn’t think it would be a big deal. Knowing it would be a fire hazard to leave it, I shimmied up on the dryer as best as a 61-year-old woman could to retrieve it. My arms were not long enough. “I will get it!” my…
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Telling the Story: God at work
Not everyone knows about Jesus. It still surprises me to find that to be true. While I grew up going to Sunday and Wednesday church services, Sunday School and Vacation Bible School. Countless others did not. While I know Him personally and He walks with me each day, to some He is an unknown person,…
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Telling the Story: Use your words
This week we are celebrating the fourth anniversary of my mom being with Jesus. I’ve been reminiscing and pondering all the good things about her. She was an amazing encourager. She used her words for good and the good of others. Don’t ever take your words for granted. Many times we tell kids (or adults),…
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Telling the Story: Appalachian funerals
A funeral in Appalachia is an emotional and wonderful thing. If you’ve never had the pleasure of attending a mountain farewell celebration, there’s much to be appreciated. Last weekend, the funerals of two of my beloved’s cousins were held back home in Belfry. At first, cousins from all over Kentucky, Ohio and New York hugged,…
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Telling the Story: Doing a new thing
In Isaiah 43:19, the LORD said, “See, I am doing a new thing…” But I don’t always love new things, new ways. At times, when things change, I’m dragging my Crocs on the way. These days I find myself praying often for the Lord to help me be flexible. Not bendy, but easier to adapt. I know not all change…
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Telling the Story: Seek me and find me
The girls sat around the wall. Some on mats, some in plastic chairs. Their breakfast trays came so they ate while we studied. Last Sunday morning at 7 a.m. sharp we had the privilege of meeting the girls at the county jail for Bible study. It was before the snow started and everything was canceled…
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Telling the Story: Not a heart like Herod
Herod was a terrible person. We know it from the Bible (Matthew 2); history records his evil deeds. He’s been the bad guy of the Christmas story for a long time. Though thousands of years have passed, we can still learn from his notorious ways. Make that what not to do. When the wise men…
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Telling the Story: Prayer and the wish book
Way back in the 1900s, there was an amazing, magnificent, almost magical book of wishes. Each year, the Sears, Roebuck, and Company issued a treasured catalog containing all the toys on earth, and it went to Every. Single. Household. Kids young and old anxiously awaited its arrival in the fall. Dolls of every size and…
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Telling the Story: The ‘Do not be afraids’ of Christmas
It’s hard to let go of Christmas. The “Do not be afraids”are still on my mind. When the angel visited Mary in Nazareth, the words gushed from Gabriel’s mouth: “Do not be afraid…you have found favor with God.” Seeing an angel right in front of her would have been terrifying. Pondering it from this side,…
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