Last year, 2017, I wrote fifty-two articles, highlighting historical dates each week of the year.  I always wanted them to be accurate.  In spite of that, some have difficulty to accept their  accuracy.  One man asked me how old I was because of the number of my experiences I had written about.  He said I would have to have been 100 years old to have that many things happened to me.  Had he not been smiling when he said it, I would’ve taken offense.  However, I assure that unless stated to be “for fun” or obviously for emphasis, everything I wrote about has been accurate to the best of my memory.      However, admittedly in the 1,243 articles I’ve written since 1993, there would almost have to have been some sort of error in one way or another.  If so, it was unintentional.  Thinking of that, I’m reminded of one of my more colorful cousins who would tell a recurring story, in which he has changed the facts from the last several other times.  When “called” on it, he would laugh and say, “Well, this is my story and I’ll tell it the way I want.  When you tell it, you tell it your own way.”
After completing the 2017 fifty-two articles, the facts in one article I had written bothered me. It was an illustration of another cousin and some facts in “his story”.  Fortunately I checked his facts before publishing the article.  I suspect my cousin had misled me, so I marked it up as one of those “colorful sea story” that military people tell for effect, but slightly off on certain points.  According to his story, it follows:
He was 16 year old and lied to join the Army during World War II.  He found himself being a tail gunner in an Army Air Force bomber. After combat, he let the Army know his true age and was discharged. When he told me about that, I remember that he had really enlisted at 16 years old and had gotten out when they found out his actual age. It was years later that he told me about being in an arial battle as his reasons for getting out. I didn’t question it until later when I did a little math.  My cousin was four years older than me.  World War II ended in 1945 when I was ten, so my cousin would have been 14. I remember he really did join when he was 16 but that was in 1947, two years after the war ended.
When writing the article about the “Air Force Birthday”, I gave my cousin’s experience to show that he always proudly claimed his service with the Army-Air Force. The portion of his story about war combat was untrue but that he claimed a connection to the Air Force was true so I let his story stand, “to add color”.  But for clarification I want to restate that these articles are true.
In considering my cousin’s embellished story, I’m reminded of Sir. Walter Scott’s quote, “Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.”  Although lying is called by a lot of other names, such as “a little white lie”, it is clear in God’s Word that there’s not anything humorous about “stretching the truth”. PROV. 6:16 includes “a lying tongue” as one of the seven things that is an abomination to God.  PROV. 12:22 also emphasizes that and contrasts it to truth, “Lying lips are abomination to the LORD: but they that deal truly are his delight.”  Someone once stated about little white lies, "He who tells little white lies will soon go color blind."
Jesse R. Spurlock
Pastor Emeritus,
Highland Park Baptist Church


305 W. Jarman Dr.,

Midwest City, OK 73110

(405) 830-3940

e-mail: jesse.spurlock@cox.net

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