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Andrea DeWard


Do You Want an Orange?

by Andrea DeWard I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, I was naked and you gave me clothing, I was sick…

The Big Red Dot

by Andrea DeWard Come now, let us argue it out, says the LORD: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be like snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool Isaiah 1:18 ( NRSV) The…

The 19-inch TV

by Andrea DeWard The 19-inch TV was a surprise gift from my parents at high school graduation. Every Thursday night that next fall its modest screen filled a modest dorm room on the third floor of Timmer Hall. Suitemates sank…

Can beach chairs pass for pews?

by Andrea DeWard I steered into our driveway near dusk last Sunday, belly still full from ice cream, shoulders still warm from sun. As the garage door lifted, my son abruptly leaned in from behind me. “Wait,” he exclaimed, his…