{"id":888,"date":"2010-12-13T00:54:44","date_gmt":"2010-12-13T05:54:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/?p=888"},"modified":"2010-12-20T06:29:35","modified_gmt":"2010-12-20T11:29:35","slug":"what-was-there","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/?p=888","title":{"rendered":"What Was There?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>One of my earliest memories is from when I was a very young boy living in Monroe, NC. It happened one night while I was laying in bed. I saw something that affected me so deeply, I still remember it.<\/p>\n<p>I remember the bedroom was down the hall and to the left.\u00a0 One night I was laying in bed,\u00a0listening to my parents in the other room. I turned my head\u00a0and looked toward the doorway. When I did, I saw what I assumed\u00a0could only be my mother, standing in the doorway, looking at me and smiling. I called out &#8220;Mom?&#8221;\u00a0 Then she disappeared.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t mean she walked away. I mean, she disappeared. When my mother DID come to the room, it was apparent it had not been her.<\/p>\n<p>I was only 4 or 5 years old. I was not on drugs. I was not asleep and dreaming. I don&#8217;t know who it was. I don&#8217;t even know IF it really was. I can only tell you that it looked so real and I have never forgotten it.<\/p>\n<p>Now that I am older, I look back on that event and wonder about it.\u00a0\u00a0If you were to press me, I would have to admit, I think it could have been an angel.\u00a0 Some may scoff and say\u00a0I was asleep and dreaming.\u00a0 Others may say it was only my imagination;\u00a0I was seeing things that were not there.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scoff if you will.\u00a0 Think me crazy if you must.\u00a0\u00a0I will easily admit that\u00a0I don&#8217;t always see right all the time.\u00a0\u00a0Even now, I\u00a0will admit there are times I\u00a0see things that aren&#8217;t really there.\u00a0 There are also times when I don&#8217;t see things that are.\u00a0\u00a0I don&#8217;t always see straight.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t always understand what I see.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t even always see what I think I understand.\u00a0 Either way, I know there is more to life than what I can see.\u00a0 And whether I see it or not, there&#8217;s something there.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One of my earliest memories is from when I was a very young boy living in Monroe, NC. It happened one night while I was laying in bed. I saw something that affected me so deeply, I still remember it. I remember the bedroom was down the hall and to the left.\u00a0 One night I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[11,97,96],"class_list":["post-888","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-misc","tag-angels","tag-seeing","tag-understanding"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/888","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=888"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/888\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":909,"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/888\/revisions\/909"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=888"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=888"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markspruill.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=888"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}