Things to think about.
Our dog Charlie died. It is a sad time at the Spruill house, but I knew it was coming. He wouldn’t stay in the fence. He wouldn’t stay on the run. He escaped from most any collar. If he pushed his way out the door, he would take off running, ignoring our calls and whistles. […]
On most Wednesday mornings I drag myself out of bed a little earlier than usual so I can meet with two or three other guys from church. We sip coffee, discuss a book we are reading, talk about our lives, and pray for each other. The other day, we started talking about jealousy. If jealousy
Preparing for my next trip to Haiti, I am impressed with the topic of communication with God. It is something I need to learn more about. This approach seems to work pretty well. God shows me something I need to learn and I share my learning experience with others. That said, I invite anyone reading
Last night I dreamed I was a thief. I helped someone steal some building materials. We didn’t get caught, but I felt so guilty I was miserable. I wanted to confess, but I was afraid. It was a nightmare. Guilt was killing me . . . then I woke up. I was so relieved. The
Fire ants are a part of life in Georgia. If you have never experienced them, then all you are missing is a dirt mound full of the meanest, biten’est, hurten’est, most aggressive little insects that ever lived! And unfortunately, they are all over Georgia. You find them just about anywhere there is dirt. They build
Whenever I travel by air, I fight a tinge of I-don’t-know-what while waiting to board the plane. The gate attendant announces for the “elite” travellers to board first. They march right past the rest of us second class travelers and board the plane at will, zipping through the “priority lane” while the rest of us wait
Peace and piece can’t get along very well. If God doesn’t get your whole heart, you end up with a hole in your heart.
We received a brochure in the mail this past weekend. The catch-phrase on the front said, “Life’s too short to clean your own home.” I had to read it twice. It sounded crazy. Now it has me thinking, and I am coming up with more questions than answers. If life is too short to clean
I ate at McDonalds for lunch today. I proudly marched right in and I didn’t even have a kid with me. I even liked the food. There. I’ve said it. What almost no one else will admit. Ask just about anybody about McDonalds and they will get this high-brow look on their face as they
The tree is gone. The big hackberry tree. The one that lived and grew in my back yard for 30 years or more. The one that provided so much shade. The one that provided food for the birds. The one that held the rope swing that we all enjoyed, flying through the air in long swooping arcs, toes pointed