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Sponge people

David Epps's picture

While attending a meeting in Orlando a few days ago, one of the speakers used the term, “sponge people.” I had never heard the term before.

He went on to explain that sponge people are those who get close to you and then suck and drain all the life out of you. Like sponges, they absorb whatever you have in you without giving anything back.

The meeting consisted primarily of pastors and I saw nods of recognition and agreement all over the room. Read More»

The big lie: No religion in schools

Dave Richardson's picture

Recent local and national events have raised the ardor of the discussion regarding religion in public life. Whether it is the political debates surrounding the Presidential candidates or the religious beliefs of our school board chairman, the appropriateness of religion in public policy is a hotly disputed subject.

What amazes me is that we miss the obvious when it comes to metaphysics, religion, and theology in public discussions. It is what I call a tale of two assumptions. Read More»

Get out of Afghanistan now

Cal Thomas's picture

Most wars have a turning point that either signals the road to victory or the ditch of defeat. In Vietnam, the 1968 Tet Offensive by communist troops against South Vietnamese and American forces and their allies is regarded as the turning point in that conflict. Read More»

Dixie Dew speaks . . . again

Ronda Rich's picture

Hello, Readers, it’s me, Dixie Dew again.

There was such an overwhelming response to the column I wrote a few months ago, that I was asked to give y’all an update.

For those of you who might be so uninformed as to not know who I am, let me fill you in. Read More»

More letters

Sallie Satterthwaite's picture

Readers, you surprised me by telling me you liked reading the letters Dave wrote when he was here in Georgia on a new plant-startup. Only the US Postal Service connected him with me and the girls, waiting in New Jersey for the completion of our new home in Peachtree City. He writes:

7-23-71
Dear family,
Just getting ready for bed when I realized that I had not written to you all.

I’m so tired! We are working 12-hour shifts 8 to 8. So far I am on the daylight shift. We are working the extra 4 hours really to help keep the hourly Q.C. people out of trouble…. Read More»

A few good men

David Epps's picture

I spent several days this past week with a few good men.

No, it wasn’t a Marine Corps reunion, although the men I shared a week with have many of the qualities and characteristics of Marines I have known.

No, this was a gathering of priests who serve as pastors and who came to Orlando for a church growth conference. But these were not just any kind of pastors and this was not just any kind of conference. Read More»

The punishment

Rick Ryckeley's picture

If you’re a regular reader of this column, it might seem to you that 110 Flamingo Street had been the perfect place to grow up — a place where nothing ever went wrong, no one got into trouble, and parents were always forgiving.

Well, I got news for you: things did, we did, and no, they weren’t.

When we got caught doing things we shouldn’t, our parents punished us. I remember the first time Dad told me to march myself outside and pick out a switch. What happened next wasn’t planned, but I’ve never forgotten it. Read More»

The God gap

Cal Thomas's picture

There have been many “gaps” in modern politics. There is the gender gap, the generation gap and now the God gap, which is the gulf between people who take God’s instructions seriously and those who don’t. Which side of the gap you’re on could influence your vote.

The God gap is growing wider.

I asked Republican presidential candidate Rick Santorum about this. In a telephone interview with me, Santorum, whose rhetoric is loaded with religious and cultural language, said, “While (such language) may be upsetting to some, there’s a hunger out there for talking about what’s true.” Read More»

Julia Reed & stories

Ronda Rich's picture

Once I was aboard a riverboat called the American Queen on which I had spent several days cruising along what I consider to be the majestic Mississippi River. I boarded in New Orleans and, along with the other passengers, crawled toward St. Louis.

It was my blessed fortune to be hired by the riverboat company to entertain its passengers with Southern storytelling.

For two scant hours of telling stories, I had both been paid and given the privilege of 10 days on the river I love best. Read More»

Lost and Found update and more

Sallie Satterthwaite's picture

For too long I’ve used this space to complain about lost articles. (clothing, cell phones, and the like; not newspaper articles.)

So when a resident of Peachtree City’s Fisher’s Luck neighborhood called and said she had our Bible, we celebrated that for once the lost had become found.
I asked her if it was mine or my husband’s, and she said she couldn’t tell. I thought that was curious because Dave and I both have the same Good News editions, and I knew they were signed by each other. Read More»

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