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Born in a Manger

Diane Reid

When I lived in Montana, I had an old barn on the property. It housed chickens and provided shelter for horses and goats. It was filled with bales of straw and had a rope swing hanging from the high beam. My daughters loved to play in that old barn. It probably wasn’t terribly sanitary despite the hours I spent shoveling out unsanitary things; animals being animals and doing what animals do. I would never have called it clean. Certainly not company ready clean. Certainly not clean enough for a baby to be born in, other than a colt. And definitely not … Continue reading Born in a Manger

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Communion

Diane Reid

And he took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to them, saying,  “This is my body given for you; do this in remembrance of me.” Luke 22:19 I had a conversation with a woman today who has had torn rotary cuffs for years. I should say, I attempted to have a conversation with her. All I actually did was listen. She went into her narrative and I wasn’t given an opportunity to say anything. All my efforts were ignored as she continued on with her story. This is an observation not a judgment, please do not hear me … Continue reading Communion

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Potential Jumper on I 5 Bridge

Diane Reid

Some time ago, an incident happened on the I 5 bridge in Portland. A man was positioned to jump. He had a knife pointed at his stomach and a cell phone. This I read in the newspaper. I first heard about the incident however, from a woman who had been attempting to get home and was caught in the massive traffic jam caused by this incident. She came to where I work to pick up her son. She was mildly indignant about the whole thing. She went to great length to describe the scene – the man on the bridge, … Continue reading Potential Jumper on I 5 Bridge

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Hello, It’s God Calling!

Diane Reid

I pushed the snooze button twice this morning. I don’t usually do that. But this morning, my bed was far more comfortable than usual, my pain level (normally an 8) was down to maybe 2 and the blankets were warm and the air coming in the window over my head was cool and it felt so right. Because of pain, bed is not always a comfortable place to be, but today it was all that. I spent the time in quiet prayer. Just talking to God about nothing in particular, just whatever crossed my mind. Little kids at work come … Continue reading Hello, It’s God Calling!