Thursday, November 26, 2015

THANKS defined


THANK YOU

Two words joined in such holy matrimony they really should be one—THANKYOU

But alas, they’re not.
 They’re two.
Separated by space.
Separate individuals.
Like you.
Like me.

Acknowledge. Recognize. Appreciate. Characterize the meaning of ‘THANK.’

THANK, alone, is a Medal Of Honor, without a chest to pin it on.
A trophy without a shelf to place it on
A ribbon without a wall to hang it on

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Why Thanksgiving is before Christmas



I snuck out of Publix when the girls weren’t looking and walked next door to the Dollar General.  I picked out a writing tablet for one because she’s learning her ABC’s. And for the other: a notebook, with a cool design and Awesome written on the front, because she likes to take notes in church like the big folks. I threw in a bottle of glue since we couldn’t find any the other day when we were putting together my grandson’s little wooden sailboat.

I wouldn’t admit it at the time, but the truth be told, the reason I ducked out wasn’t because I’m such a great Papa.

Monday, November 23, 2015

FREE EBOOK sneak peak. Is it just a story, or a peak behind today's headlines?


“The old man pinned me with his eyes. He stared as if he knew me. But we’d never met. There’s no way I’d ever forget those eyes.

His wrinkled hands held something close to his chest. His eyes pierced at first, then softened, then shimmered. I thought he was about to cry, and then…thought I was.

His lip quivered a little and he started to speak, but then, instead, he held out something that looked like an old hand made journal—it was as weathered as the hand that held it.

He lowered his eyes to his trembling hand.

As soon as I dropped my eyes to the journal—he released it.
The wind hurled it to my left about three feet. I jumped. Snatched it up and turned around…they were gone.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

The Prayer Process


Right now at this very moment, you and I have access to the most powerful force on earth.


Wait before you doubt it, consider it.
Just imagine…
The doctor’s report? You have the antidote.
Crumbling marriage? Activate the marriage maker.
What is this powerful force that can move mountains, heal, calm, restore, bring peace, strength and victory…
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You’ve heard of it, I know. But perhaps you’ve never used it, not seriously anyway. Not with intensity and passion. Not with excellence and expectation.
Do you want to move some mountains?
You were born for such a time as this. You can activate the most powerful force on earth, to propel you toward your purpose, right now in every area of your life.
My passion and calling is intercession (and the name of my sailboat, too). If you'd like, I'd be honored to stand with you in prayer. 
I pray you believe me when I say  ipray4u@SpurlingSilver.com… I really do.
I know my God, and I believe in the power of prayer. With Him all things are possible. He wants to help…He’s waiting to be asked.
Here’s the thing. For over fifteen years God was training me for this. I just didn’t know it. The powerful and effective prayer process is: 
  • acknowledge 
  • assess 
  • apply 
  • ask 

I know how this works because I’ve done it for years at my job like the Centurion who said to Jesus, I get this authority thing, because I do it for my job. I tell my servant go, and he goes. I tell him, do this, and he does it. So, I know, Jesus, all You’ve got to do is say the word and it’ll be done.
I get prayer, because I’ve done it for my job. As an insurance adjuster. I know that sounds weird--but hear me out.  
acknowledge someone has filed a claim. They want a resolution. They want restoration. They want help. I assess the situation, (get the details). Apply proper coverage per policy guidelines.Ask the carrier for coverage.
You know where I’m going now, right. Let’s say you have a problem. Whatever it is doesn’t matter, its handled the same way. Acknowledge the need. Assess the situation (get the details).Apply proper coverage per Biblical guidelines. Ask The Carrier of carriers for coverage.
I get that.  But He didn’t teach me that for me…He did it for you.
A gift and calling isn’t to be held and hoarded—it’s to be given away for free.   
Let’s talk to Him, now.
LORD, our Father, kind and true. We have Your Words written in black and white and also in the color of the blood You shed. We believe in You. And we know that You don’t lie.
So here we are, right now. According to your instructions we release anyone we haven’t forgiven. Now, LORD, please release us, too. Set us free to worship You with fullness of joy. You know we are afraid, You know our doubt. But even still, please see our faith. That little bit that has us standing here before You now, with trembling lip and pounding heart. We dare to believe that what has been isn’t what always will be. We trust our trials into Your hands. We pray You will meet our needs, move the mountains that need moving and the ones that don’t—give us strength to climb.  LORD we ask You to heal, calm, restore, bring peace, strength and victory and above all this we ask not our will but Yours be done.
Tell me how can ipay4u@SpurlingSilver.com
Prayerfully yours,
Doug Spurling
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(*I vow that all information is kept confidential and only discussed it between, you, The LORD and I. Unless, together we agree to do otherwise.)

ipray4u@SpurlingSilver.com

Friday, November 20, 2015

The Conspiracy Theory...or not

It is good for you to read this,
alas, it may cost me my life.
If I perish…I perish

The journal held secrets it needed to tell
Why they showed me, I do not know.
At first, I did not believe it was true.
Now I do.
So will you.
Whoever tries to keep his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life will preserve it.
~ Jesus

To read the rest of the story...CLICK HERE

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Grand Opening

Hi,

We moved. 

The name's the same, just a new location. Here: SpurlingSilver.com 

I know, it's not fancy. But, it suits me just fine.

Like any move, it takes work. And a sort of reckoning. A time to think about what's really worth keeping, and what needs to be left behind.

It gets so easy to hang onto things just because they came along (like all those knick-knacks from the garage sale). Or, those clothes you know you'll never fit in again. Or all that junk in the tool room. But someday, I might need that.

I had to do some house cleaning.

I looked at all the accumulated stuff over the years and found a golden thread. I pulled out the thread and left the rest.

That thread is this:

 The strength of family, the power of prayer and the battles that rage against them

Please click here to read more and while you're there leave a message and let me know what you think, okay? Thank you. 




ps: My granddaughter left this in our room last night. She didn’t want to bother me ‘cuz I was working so stinking hard on getting that site built, but she wanted to remind me what was really important.




Tuesday, November 10, 2015

The Labyrinth


Garage sale-ing. 

That’s what we were doing.

We’d already been to a few. This garage sale just happened to be at a church. I parked near the back of the lot and walked backwards reading the sign as we headed toward the entrance.

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My wife and grandkids started gawking at all the tables filled with games and clothes and every little thing a person could ever want…but nothing they’d ever really need.

What was needed was near. I could feel it. Just not in there. Not on those tables.  

It was outside…out back.  

I made my way back outside, away from the crowd, away from the noise, to the back of the parking lot.

To the place where weeds and wild flowers grew together partially blocking the painted wood sign hanging on a white picket fence.

Thursday, November 5, 2015

The Voice


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More than a story—it's a message.

A novel about the strength of family, the power of prayer and the battles that rage against them.

The only thing Mac wanted more than a good day of sailing, was a big, noisy, messy, happy, family...

 But, life happens and dreams sink.

Unseen battles rage and little things make a big difference.

Ricky didn't know it, but the moment he turned around and headed toward, The Voice, he opened his heart...and started a war.

God is near the brokenhearted and puts the lonely in families

~

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Monday, November 2, 2015

Discover your destiny, by following kids to the dumpster

 “I’m carrying it!”  
Maybe I should’ve had two bags of trash instead of one.
 “No, it’s my turn! You’ve carried it almost the whole way.” She grabbed for it.
He swung the plastic bag out of her reach.
I smiled and at the same time clenched my jaw, hoping the bag didn’t rip.