By David WilliamsBy David Williams

Harsh words and regrets

He was the town's Otis, only this wasn't Mayberry and reality wasn't nearly as funny in that lighthearted way. 

All the warning he should have heeded, he did not. Instead, he tarried long at the wine glass, and every other glass, for that matter. He drank more than just enough for his stomach sake, even though drinking cost him in more

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By David WilliamsBy David Williams

The gifts of Christmas

I can vividly recall standing by my mother's chair as my sister sat in her lap and she read a letter to us from our father.

We were at that age where the concept of long distance was tough to comprehend.

Dad was away as were many young men fighting a war. I knew he was away but that didn't stop me

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I don't know if it is like that for everyone but I can rarely say, do, or think, anything without the concluding thought of God's mercy, forgiveness, and acceptance of me.

This makes every correction one of

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I started a new book, titled, "Lessons My Children Taught Me About God." Some may think that's an odd title but it isn't to me.

I don't know if it is like that for everyone but I can rarely say, do, or think, anything without the concluding thought of God's mercy, forgiveness, and acceptance of me.

This makes every correction one of

Valuable lessons from children

I started a new book, titled, "Lessons My Children Taught Me About God." Some may think that's an odd title but it isn't to me.

I don't know if it is like that for everyone but I can rarely say, do, or think, anything without the concluding thought of God's mercy, forgiveness, and acceptance of me.

This makes every correction one of

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By David WilliamsBy David Williams

The instructional value of sorrow

I recently attended the Super Bowl football game played by the Etowah Blue Devils. Rocky plays for them and Rocky is one of the kids I mentor.

I was there along with Rocky's parents and grandparents to support him and his team.

It was a hard-fought game, and in the end, Eto-wah won by a score of 6-0.

It

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By David WilliamsBy David Williams

Of rainy motorcycle rides and Sonsets

Behind me the sky was becoming dark and ominous. I set my face as a flint and refused to look back. 

Instead, I rode ahead with my head bowed just beneath the windshield. Some of the cold raindrops found my face, and many more found my hand.

The drops stung a little as they announced their arrival. Cars passed me by, and

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